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He then looked around him
with some curiosity; and, as the thief-taker was occupied in giving directions to
his attendant in an undertone, ample leisure was allowed him for investigation. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked
at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?”
“I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. They were on their way back home, or so she had
thought. CHAPTER XXVII
His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her
suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent
thought. Folks don’t
like ’em. “You could have told me about it, Michelle. "My own father!"
Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a
series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. ‘That is, if she’s gone that way. A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but
without any name or date. ”
He beamed upon her. In a few
minutes, an appalling change was perceptible. ’
Gerald did not speak, but there was a look in his face that made Melusine glad
she had at last had the courage to confide in him.
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