“Will you tell Sydney that I will see him in the morning,” he said. He moaned. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. And Gerald— Melusine swallowed on an unaccountable lump in her throat. “Where is my beautiful wife?” He bellowed from the downstairs. “It is a great art,” she said in broken English.
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