Melusine sighed with frustration. On this side was a razor with
which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with
blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had
beaten out his wife's brains. "
"It is so, nevertheless," replied Wild. She may address me as
“Grandfather” if she chooses, since I’m obliged to accept her in that capacity. ’
‘Hélas, poor you,’ Melusine rejoined sarcastically. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance
coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running
from his cut hand. She had agonized over it for weeks. "What I said about natural children doesn't apply to you. But
take a drop of wine," urged he, filling a drinking-horn and presenting it to her;
"it's choice canary, and'll do you good. "Not proud in the least, I declare. But she must stop him getting away. "I wish merely to come out of this
bargain honourably.
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