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The door closed softly upon her. They are all at prayer at this hour. ’ ‘Melusine, did you say?’ Mrs Sindlesham sighed. Yet she could not bring herself to hate the girl, or even Gianfrancesco, the one who would have sent her to her death more than once. ‘There is no one who could have told him this. I bring you tidings of an old friend. She ran away after she had divined that Gianfrancesco had remarried. You women, with your tricks of evasion, you’re a sex of swindlers. Her shoulders began to ache. But in between these wider phases of comparative confidence were gaps of disconcerting doubt, when the universe was presented as making sinister and threatening faces at her, defying her to defy, preparing a humiliating and shameful overthrow.
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