“I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. My father died a year ago, by the way. ‘You would say that already then you love me?’ His glance was a caress and Melusine’s resolve weakened. I have suspected him of possessing a skeleton key to my apartments. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. And so —’ ‘And so she was able to become my—’ Melusine did not say it, for wet-nurse no longer seemed appropriate. ’ She sipped at the liquid in her glass, but her eyes remained fixed, rather unnervingly, on Gerald. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground.
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