”
“Do you think that it was wise of you, or kind to come?” she asked quietly. Melusine, starved of colour
for years, revelled in it. ’
You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. Before we start, I'll accommodate you with a pair of
ruffles. Many’s the young ’un I’ve
seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty
wench. He was asleep. Now he
lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain
dripping slowly on to the carpet. ”
Mr. I
bear the marks of some of them about me still," he continued, taking off his wig,
and laying bare a bald skull, covered with cicatrices and plates of silver.
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