Melusine ran up the stairway after him, her point flailing to frighten him into allowing her access to the chapel. ‘Lover’s tiff indeed. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. "Leave me, Sir; I insist. Know that, don’t you?’ ‘Of course I know it,’ Lucy told him, and Melusine read the whisper in her mouth of those precious words, ‘I love you. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven.
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