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So, you see—’ ‘Do not say any more,’ Melusine uttered, flinging away and moving to the fireplace. From the Sha-mien to the yacht, Spurlock had uttered no word; though, even in the semi-darkness, no gesture or word of Ruth's escaped him. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it. "Ruth?" "Hoddy!" she cried. ’ ‘Captain Roding, sir,’ put in Gerald, adding on a jocular note, ‘Another of the green whippersnappers you had to contend with some years back. ’ ‘Merci.
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