The remainder of dinner was surreal and stilted. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. Suddenly the door of the flat opened and closed. Melusine tried to squash down, still trying to maintain her guard. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. He continued thoughtfully. “Well?” she said. ” She came closer. Altogether different. “You are certain of this.
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