Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. Anna failed in her painting, our money was gone, and she was forced to earn her own living. Melusine choked on a laugh, and Gerald at once seized the initiative, speaking in a tone deliberately soothing. Now I have done something for which you might be pardoned if you did kill me. Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. Her eyes fell, and then sought his again with timid interest. He felt that he was getting on with her very slowly indeed, but he did not see how he could get on faster. ’ ‘There is no need for this,’ he ventured mildly, and lifted his finger to show his own pistol was not cocked.
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