It may
bring us together again. Go out there and head him off, will you? Tell him anything
you like, but don’t let him in, and don’t tell him Melusine is here. He had been for months without music of the character he loved—and he
dared not play any of it!
McClintock, after the music began, left the piano and sat in a corner just beyond
the circle of light cast by the lamp. But this was not a season in which to be needlessly scrupulous. You will not be taunted if you return and everything that can be done will
be done to make you happy. "
Mrs. Melusine opened her eyes at him. Drawing a pistol, and unclosing his lantern with the quickness of
thought, he then burst through an open trap-door into a small loft. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted,
hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the
sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless
energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. Part 2
They received the guests in their pretty little hall with genuine effusion.
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