Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. She knew blood was rushing to his face and other places as well. This done, he let himself carefully down by it, and having only a few feet to drop, alighted in safety. “Much better. And he did not lack courage. It distressed and confused her that the girl should not come to her. When in the plenitude of his power, he commenced a terrible trade, till then unknown—namely, a traffic in human blood. ’ He took the thing from Melusine’s listless grasp and went on, ‘Now then, what’s all this here argy-bargy with Pottiswick?’ Melusine opened her eyes and straightened up. ‘You!’ ‘Yes, it is I, mademoiselle,’ he continued in his own tongue.
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