"Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face, and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind, the word “meretricious. We ourselves have been similarly circumstanced. Gladstone would have to a carelessly displayed interior on a dissecting-room table. Guns were impossible. Ann Veronica glanced at the mirror to discover a flushed and dishevelled disorder. ’ ‘Was it yours?’ Insulted beyond bearing, Melusine lost her temper. .
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