The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. The Master of the Mint. Until this instant, he discovered, he had thought of Melusine’s plan only in a nebulous fashion, a naïve girl’s dream. ’ ‘But you say that I was born here,’ objected Melusine. One she entered and met with a sharp rebuff, which she appeared to receive unmoved. "Ay. Everywhere else—the law, medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears.
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