One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object. “Did she? I’m sorry, Mike. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. \" She whispered back. She should have slapped him but she was in shock at her own thoughts of lust that arose. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. I have suffered—I have sinned—I have repented. We don’t consider each other; we needn’t. ’ Melusine watched with a tightness in her chest as Captain Roding kept hold of Lucy’s hand, even as he turned back to Prudence. But McClintock's mind was perceptive, whereas Spurlock's was only dully confused. She would not let her move. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming.
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