She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. ’ ‘Why should you care?’ demanded Roding, exasperated. ’ Melusine’s voice petered out. " "Pish!" cried Jack: "I don't value his anger a straw. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. But this made the chase all the more exciting.
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