The curtain came festooning slowly down, the music ceased, the lights in the
auditorium glowed out, and Ann Veronica woke out of her confused dream of
involuntary and commanding love in a glory of sound and colors to discover that
Ramage was sitting close beside her with one hand resting lightly on her waist. “I wonder which of us is
right,” she said. It would make the young wife unhappy. “Where are we going?” Lucy asked desperately as
Michelle began to twitch with greater frequency. But her words were
not addressed to Melusine. And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to
slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. "Oh, God! that I might die too," cried Jack, falling on his knees beside her. There were mysterious sounds, all of them musical. “It has all been a
mistake, hasn’t it?”
“No more talking,” the doctor interposed. He was not addicted to
monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a
universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was
one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!”
The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it.
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