She would be elemental; there would be in her somewhere the sleeping tigress. “Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. ’ Melusine did not reply. Ann Veronica jumped up to get her the cardtable. . ’ ‘Eh bien, what then?’ Emile sidled closer. What was to happen now? She turned to Roding quickly. There was something which chilled even him in the cold impassivity of her features. The man was dangerous. We’ll have some buttered toast. . On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. Nevertheless, Ann Veronica found it a difficult matter not to think of these things. There was no longer any risk in association with her. Love … to take her in his arms and to comfort her: and then to add to her cup of bitterness the knowledge that her husband was a thief! For himself he did not care; God could continue to grind and pulverize him; but to add another grain to the evil he had already wrought upon Ruth was unthinkable.
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