. ’ ‘I spit on your plan,’ Melusine told him furiously. Her skin prickled. Don’t think I can’t sympathize and understand. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. There is nothing but your pride which stands between us. Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. “My dear Anna! As though I should think of depressing you with my long list of misdeeds. "But he can't be far off. "Quick. And so is your companion,—the convict Sheppard. And, to show you that I have no intention of flying, I will myself close and lock the door.
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