Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. His curiosity put itself into a question. ’ Melusine giggled. Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a rough great-coat, called—appropriately enough in this instance,—a wrap-rascal. "Stay!" said Jonathan, aiding his descent; "you had better take my lantern. He'll settle it bravely. That, I think, is manifest. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware.
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