You have converted me to—Lester Ward! You are
my dear friend, you are a slip of a girl, but there are moments when my head has
been on your breast, when your heart has been beating close to my ears, when I
have known you for the goddess, when I have wished myself your slave, when I
have wished that you could kill me for the joy of being killed by you. If you know
her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’
‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. So let me assure you now that we are not
accusing you of a crime. If she spoke to a policeman she did not
know what would ensue. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke
off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. A dry cough's the trumpeter of
death. Just now the waterchestnuts….
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