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A slow heavy thumping started up in Melusine’s chest, and she scarcely took in the astonished silence in those present in the room. I swore I would bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as his father. The wretch you confide in has sworn to hang you. It seemed as if each time her imagination reached out investingly, an invisible lash beat it back.
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