"I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely. ‘I wish you joy of the wench. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses
that lay hidden in her soul. ‘And so?’ she asked. ’
Melusine was beginning to fill with dread and a burgeoning of anger as the
meaning behind his words began to penetrate. ” And to that, through vast rhetorical meanderings, she clung. She wanted to turn him. I never had even a real doll," she added, as she snuggled the
flea-bitten head to her heart. I am come to serve you. About her, as she had gone day by
day to and from the Tredgold College, she had seen and not seen many an
incidental aspect of those sides of life about which girls are expected to know
nothing, aspects that were extraordinarily relevant to her own position and
outlook on the world, and yet by convention ineffably remote. .
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