CHAPTER XXVI. ‘What’s wrong, miss? Ain’t I done right?’ Melusine’s mind was reeling, but she reached out and seized his wrist. A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. McClintock will be tuning up the piano to-day. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. But if his frame was immature, his looks were not so.
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