Melusine ripped strips off her under-petticoats and fashioned a pad, which she bandaged as tightly as she could over the wound, working swiftly, unperturbed by the gore. Melusine sighed with relief and set to work by the light of the lantern. . There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. You have never seen the child within your arms perishing from hunger, and no relief to be obtained. ’ ‘I don’t know that there is so much to tell.
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