He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. His attention was focused on Melusine’s transfixed stare and he forgot to say any of the things he had planned to say. ’ Gosse’s eyes went to the portrait, and evidently took in the uncanny resemblance, looking from it to Melusine and back again. ’ She smiled on the last words, adding, ‘Oh, I don’t blame you for trying. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. ’ ‘Dunderhead. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night.
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