’
Impatience overtook Melusine’s resolve momentarily. Be kind to her. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is
killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. ‘This is
not a place for a man. ’
‘Yes, that rather leapt to the eye,’ Gerald said, and the faint smile sent a lick of
warmth down inside her. “That’s not. ”
“Anything except that,” he murmured. "
"For procuring my imprisonment?"
"For saving your life. It was not due to
shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she
must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. In other
respects, they were equally indecorous and offensive. ”
He said nothing for a space. . What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she
was within lawful bounds.
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