"Give me the child, or—" As he spoke the door was thrown open, and Mrs. She HAD cried, Ann Veronica knew. ‘Oh, my God, Melusine, what have I done?’ Melusine shook her head. She came very near that night to resolving that she would return to her home next morning. Here was the place behind the shed where she had used to hide from Roddy’s persecutions, and here the border of herbaceous perennials under whose stems was fairyland. For such of us as pretend to be wise—and we are but fools in a lesser degree—we know that humanity moves onward only by the impellant of fine dreams.
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