Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. " Out of the beaten track! thought Spurlock. He would have to make sure of her silence. " "You're agitating yourself unnecessarily, Joan," returned Wood, in a soothing voice. Melusine—the real Melusine—evidently did not see him immediately, for her attention was on her descent from the high vehicle. They would suffer amazing hardships to hunt the snow-leopard; but in the Temple of Five Hundred Gods they would not take the trouble to ask the name of one! But this girl, she was alone. She took the tray with both hands, gulped, and gave way to tears.
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