She was bathed in turbid water that had already been used. ’ ‘Woof!’ The sergeant appeared nonplussed, and Melusine pressed her advantage. Await me in the coach. Later, she understood his reasons; and it had now become habit. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. “After all, why should he be surprised?” she remarked. She woke up choking and belching water.
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