’
‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to
the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private
cells for the senior nuns. ’
Melusine blinked at this competence. "Tell him that I—his adopted son, Thames Darrell—
am detained here by Jonathan Wild. "My horse is at the
door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. I
know I am undeserving of your bounty; but if I were to tell you what hardships I
have undergone—to what frightful extremities I have been reduced—and to
what infamy I have submitted, to earn a scanty subsistence for this child's sake,
—if you could feel what it is to stand alone in the world as I do, bereft of all who
have ever loved me, and shunned by all who have ever known me, except the
worthless and the wretched,—if you knew (and Heaven grant you may be spared
the knowledge!) how much affliction sharpens love, and how much more dear to
me my child has become for every sacrifice I have made for him,—if you were
told all this, you would, I am sure, pity rather than reproach me, because I cannot
at once consent to a separation, which I feel would break my heart. Red velvet curtains
rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy
snap.
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