“My dear Anna,” he answered. ‘What are you going to do now, child?’ Melusine sighed away the last of her distress. “In any case, there is probably some mistake. . . He knew what he knew. By the time she arrived at the Beck’s doorstep, the morning was risen. I find you an impenetrable enigma. She shuddered as his naked body pressed against her. ’ ‘And me,’ came the guttural response, ‘I will certainly murder you the very next time I am compelled to see your face. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the agreement through to her. ’ Gosse’s eyes went to the portrait, and evidently took in the uncanny resemblance, looking from it to Melusine and back again.
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