The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. He pressed the bloody wrist into her mouth, and she though she could not feel it or 72 control it, she knew she was being made to swallow. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. His glance came up again and met hers. Don’t look so frightened. Told you how it would be. He kissed her at the door. ’ Melusine gasped. ” At the sight of her tears his expression changed to a mingling of triumph and concern.
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