He has had brain fever since, and, as you say, I am more like what you were then than you yourself are now. All that I regret are the wasted years, and I am not sure that I regret them. In this cell was a huntsman, who had fractured his skull while hunting, and was perpetually hallooing after the hounds;—in that, the most melancholy of all, the grinning gibbering lunatic, the realization of "moody madness, laughing wild. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone steps of the flat.
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