In the early hours of the morning, unable to
bear the suspense any longer, Melusine had ventured to explore the mansion, the
lantern she had brought in hand, commenting to herself all the time on the state
of the place and the difficulties of her task, and having no idea of the
consequences she was bringing on herself thereby. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. Women and
men had always flocked to him, covetous of his
knowledge, his riches, and if all else failed, his carnal
expertise. "Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl. "
"What makes you think he has had a hard knock?"
"I'm a doctor, young lady. I ask
you, although it is not my place to ask you, to return home. ”
“I’ll wait, then. Such a mystery as you have set up. His anger gave way to grim humour and he
thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. "
"What is it?" asked Thames. . . .
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