She galloped up the small stairs, hearing that Shari had finally risen. ‘Here we go again. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. ‘Do not speak any more for you give yourself pain,’ said Melusine fearfully. The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. If only this man had been her father! The world would have meant nothing; the island would have been wide enough. But your role would have been to go about saying, ‘I beg your pardon’ in a reproving tone to things you understood quite well in your heart and saw no harm in.
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