’ Melusine could not regard this view with anything but scepticism. “I love this warm end of summer more than words can tell,” he said. She crushed the letter in her hand. ’ He clenched his fists and grew red in the face. . He seemed to have expected them. After all, where prayer fails, a pistol is bound to succeed. Here we go, thought Gerald. . She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively. A strong arm pulled her closer, and the lips that mouthed her own in tender touches sent her senses reeling. CHAPTER XII.
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