“Your sex is a terrible fraud. He had brought her here to this place—where her freedom was curtailed even more than at the convent so that a cavalier was very much needed—and only on Monday came again. She was lamentably without comparisons; such few young men as she had seen—white men—had been on the beach, pitiful and terrible objects. Did she suppose him a possible pretender to her daughter’s hand? The girl—Dorothée, if memory served—was clearly marriageable, but he imagined most of these unhappy exiles were all but penniless. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured. Then he took the pulse. ’ ‘Then why,’ demanded Melusine, ‘did you do it?’ Gerald closed his eyes. “Then what did you do?” Lucy’s eyes leveled with her. ’ Melusine’s arm crept up around his neck. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. . For the first time he seemed to wonder what it might be that she had to confess.
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