Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed
open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a
saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the
fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished,
and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. She, however, had no idea of doing anything of
the sort. The stain was blood, but this was a stain that
resulted from being up one’s elbows in blood! She smiled
a nurse’s knowing smile. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the
harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. ‘Very clever, Mademoiselle Melusine.
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