‘Why have you come in here?’ demanded Melusine, turning on him. "No prize shall indushe me to enter dat horrid plashe again. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. Between him and the beach stood the sum of six hundred dollars. Her wings were oddly weak, but for all that she could fly.
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