She found a clean sweatshirt and soft pajama pants, glad to trade the wet for the dry. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. “It seems—It’s interesting. . ’ Melusine’s heart leapt, raced for a moment, and suddenly dropped again. ’ Chapter Six Creeping along the dark narrow passage, with lantern held well ahead to keep her step steady on the uneven stones—and to warn her of the advent of rats— Melusine kept her long petticoats fastidiously clear of the dirt with an efficient hand, a habit she had learned in the convent. ‘For kissing you, or for not meaning to do so?’ ‘Imbecile,’ exclaimed Melusine impatiently. It might be three yards in width, and a few more in length; but it was covered with ooze and slime, and the waves continually broke over it.
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