She will not confide in me. “She is living there now,” she remarked. The last thing that she remembered was her eyes
crossing as she tried to focus upon the crunch of leaves as
she lay heaving upon them, dampening them further with
the outpouring of her sweat as it leaked from her
clothing. She
rolled to one side. ” After a
pause, she added, “Do you mind fetching back my recalcitrant cavalier. He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me. She was as lovely in the spirit as in
the flesh. ’
‘It is you who is absurd,’ countered Melusine, the spark returning to her eye. "
"Then I owe my life to her?"
"Positively. But I will never—never return. The mother was far
more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living
form. To her consternation, the sound drew her great-aunt’s attention and she threw
out a hand. "
"It'll not need to be repeated, at all events," rejoined Jonathan, looking with a
smile of malignant satisfaction at the body.
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