“Yeah, I’ve heard that story. She was
dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old
embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair
flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of
silver. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely. ‘Now then, my girl, why the long face?’
Melusine had no hesitation in placing her trouble before her old nurse, for it
was Martha who had made her aware of her true history. And Ann Veronica walked
beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she
had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together,
rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she
escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand
nights” in his company. I got myself locked up to cool off.
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