Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the
party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. She thought of him as
always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and
service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an
infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. All the turnkeys rose to salute the thief-taker, whose habitually-sullen
countenance looked gloomier than usual. They were silent for a time. All through the love music of the second act, until the hunting horns of Mark
break in upon the dream, Ann Veronica’s consciousness was flooded with the
perception of a man close beside her, preparing some new thing to say to her,
preparing, perhaps, to touch her, stretching hungry invisible tentacles about her. "
"'Sblood!" exclaimed Wild, uneasily. "
"You cannot help yourself, Sir Rowland," replied Jonathan, contemptuously. While she worked, Melusine worried over the problem of getting Jack home.
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