. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. The figure she had longed to see came into her line of vision, but at this crucial moment of hideous realisation, Melusine barely took it in, her eyes fixing blankly on the man behind. The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. . Sheppard was committed to the earth.
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