‘Do not beg his pardon,’ intervened Melusine quickly, coming between them. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. Then Capes flittered to the hearthrug and poked the fire, stood up, and turned about. ‘You could not tell it,’ said Melusine, ‘unless you were as close as we. Sebastian began to maintain a harem.
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