“This is mere nonsense, mere tongue-tied fear!” she said. Melusine—the real Melusine—evidently did not see him immediately, for her attention was on her descent from the high vehicle. The clever hostess having let fall that several distinguished guests from France would be present, the world had flocked to her doors to catch, like the gossip-hungry vultures they were, a glimpse of them. Naturally it all came out then. I do not blame you for the act. Ramage came for her at her lodgings, and she met him graciously and kindly as a queen who knows she must needs give sorrow to a faithful liege. Then he turned with a fierce movement to take her into his arms. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. Even now, my problems begin to catch up with me; they will discover me soon. Madame Valade was that kind of woman.
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