There sprang from that a vague hope that perhaps she might extort a capitulation from her father by a threat to seek that position, and then with overwhelming clearness it came to her that whatever happened she would never be able to tell her father about her debt. The struggle was brief, and Gerald stepped aside, the pistol in his possession, while the girl Melusine stood trembling and glaring. She struggled not to be afraid. He was going to tell me something— and he shut up. “I am sure, Anna,” she said, “I do not see why we should conceal the truth from you. ‘Do not speak any more for you give yourself pain,’ said Melusine fearfully. She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. Heaven will not permit the continuance of such wickedness as you practise. How much he would be able to do for her. Her stifled misery had betrayed her. Where the devil have you hidden all those weapons? Don’t tell me you’ve got ’em with you.
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