"By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant. It was very much like a real house, with one central stalagmite that looked like a column and a waterfall that served when she wanted to bathe. She felt her heartbeat accelerate until it was pounding her chest. “It sounds too ridiculous. She had a few acquaintances, English gentlemen, but she lived with her sister—was a lady. “You heard no pistol-shot?” “None. She stole her glances sideways like the rest of the women. ‘Well, water under the bridge is that, miss. ‘Mademoiselle. There was no answer, just grunting, so she repeated the question in Latin, then in Greek, to which Rhea responded. You are my wife now and you belong to me. You cannot depart hence.
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