She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. ” She shook her head gently. ” He walked from his door frame to stand nearer to her. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. Advancing towards him, he made him a formal salutation, which was coldly returned. He did not care whether the stories were accepted or not. Melusine gritted her teeth. WE don’t think they’re right, but they don’t think we are. The crowning aspect of the incident, for her mind, was the discovery that he and her indiscretion with him no longer mattered very much. “You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately.
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