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“Don’t think that I have been playing the spy upon you,” he continued. What a heat that news had wrought. Melusine turned and turned, unable to imagine just where the secret door could be. I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris. “Lucy Albert. Something that is born anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. That is quite as far as I mean to tempt Providence to-night. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. There was no railway beyond Frutigen in those days; they sent their baggage by post to Kandersteg, and walked along the mule path to the left of the stream to that queer hollow among the precipices, Blau See, where the petrifying branches of trees lie in the blue deeps of an icy lake, and pine-trees clamber among gigantic boulders.
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