’ Chapter Twelve In the elegantly appointed blue saloon, Melusine sat disconsolate, gazing out of the window at the dull sky. “How unkind!” she exclaimed. "Come! I see the storm has blown over," cried Winifred, brightening up. Nobody will ever know what the fleas thought. It was difficult to get right. Lucy entered the house by picking the back door lock with the slim jim. Look at the poor victim at your feet. " This sally occasioned a general laugh.
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