She would meet him upon this ground: he should never be given the slightest hint that she was unhappy. ’ Chapter Twelve In the elegantly appointed blue saloon, Melusine sat disconsolate, gazing out of the window at the dull sky. ‘Ah, now I may see what damage Gérard has done to me,’ she muttered, crossing to the table and putting her hand to the sore place at her neck. Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips. "I'd forgotten. While I am talking about your friends, I feel—I think you ought to know how I look at it. .
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