She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. You will be—my wife. “Don’t come nearer!” she said. The room in which this interview took place had a sordid and miserable look. CHAPTER VIII. Evidently her foresight has saved me a funeral. She is no longer mine; she is yours. ’ Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest. ’ For a moment Melusine stared at him as she took in the full horror of his scheme. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like,’ he repeated blankly.
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