’ It was a wait of several minutes while Melusine chafed. ’ She released the pistol which lay in her lap and gestured expressively with her hands. "Enschede!" he called. —Providence, I mean—HAS arranged it so that men will keep you, more or less. Melusine—the real Melusine—would never have made such a stupid mistake. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. And Gerald— Melusine swallowed on an unaccountable lump in her throat. He drew her close up to him with a strong, steady pull.
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