She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. ‘So that’s true, is it?’ ‘Certainly it is true,’ Melusine said, opening her eyes wide. As he anticipated, he was here comparatively screened from the fury of the wind; and when he gazed upon the roaring fall beneath him, visible through the darkness in a glistening sheet of foam, his heart overflowed with gratitude for his providential deliverance. Their journey had made them indolent, the afternoon was warm, and it seemed impossible to breathe a sweeter air. By Jasus! he's about to spake to us. Melusine was unable to repulse him—even had she tried. At other times, it would seem that the sea itself had gone away. The discussion wandered, and was punctuated with bread and butter. There was Major Price—you must recollect him, Sir Rowland,—he stumbled as he was getting out of his chair at that very gate. But you had better know the truth to start with.
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