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Perhaps she was. "Stolen by a gipsy when scarcely five years old, Constance Trenchard, after various vicissitudes, was carried to London, where she lived in great poverty, with the dregs of society. ‘But you know. Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. Gone off, cool as you please, and left me to manage everything. "But I can guess what it's for. We remember it. . And the bedchamber, for which Melusine instantly headed, was almost bright. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand.
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