In the early hours of the morning, unable to bear the suspense any longer, Melusine had ventured to explore the mansion, the lantern she had brought in hand, commenting to herself all the time on the state of the place and the difficulties of her task, and having no idea of the consequences she was bringing on herself thereby. "But we'll find a way to make you open your lips presently. It was time to disappear, no more Becks, no more Spaghetti Nights, no more afternoon kisses in the park with John Diedermayer. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. All the initial confidence in herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack. Her mind turned to her own future, the endless trickle of years. ’ Mrs Sindlesham abruptly sat up straighter in her chair.
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