Chapter Eleven
Melusine’s limbs nearly gave way beneath her. And how comes his cloak on this knave's shoulders?"
"It is his cloak, of a surety," returned Rowland "Harkye, sirrah," continued he,
haughtily interrogating Wood; "where is the person from whom you received
this mantle?"
"Throttling a man isn't the way to make him answer questions," replied the
carpenter, doggedly. He backed away from
her. She knew it. That is why I would not marry this man whom I did and whom I do
care for a little. She stood looking
down upon him with dilated eyes. ”
“But how can I help it? How can I keep silence?”
“Please!” she insisted. It’s
best. When the paroxysm passed,
he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. "It is addressed to my
mother," he added, as his eye glanced rapidly over it, "and by my father.
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