She was the High Priestess. Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to
recklessness, and caution held her by the other. "
"But that style isn't Oriental. "She may yet be saved. Curses
light on the horse!" he added, seizing the bridle of his steed, who continued
snorting and shivering, as if still under the influence of some unaccountable
alarm; "what can ail him?"
"I know what ails him, your honour," rejoined the groom, riding up as he spoke;
"he's seen somethin' not o' this world. Melusine seized her chance. He took her
hand in his, raising it closer, and gently touched the maltreated skin. Stanley, whose family had been by any reckoning
inconsiderable—to use the kindliest term.
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