The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. But her words were not addressed to Melusine. An old man with a bent back who limped in, slow and stiff, leaning heavily on a cane. I don’t want to stop your singing. McClintock will be tuning up the piano to-day. She came quickly into the little parlour, which now seemed inordinately crowded, and coming up to Melusine, seized her hands in a warm clasp.
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