You have darkened your eyebrows, you have even changed your style of dress. ’ ‘But tell,’ demanded Melusine impatiently. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. It might be dangerous to thwart him. His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him. Gosse! Dieu du ciel, but how did he get into the convent? She had perforce to obey his command, for speech was impossible.
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