“Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. ’ ‘What matters it?’ cried Melusine impatiently. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. "Well, Mr.
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