There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing on a dark night upon the Thames. I, too, want to understand—to walk with my head in the light. Leonardo he was my—’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Gerald cut in hoarsely. A glance down the passage—to see that Roding was not lurking?—and her face came back to Gerald, triumph in her eyes. She gurgled. He guided her hand to his crotch, which had already grown in size. ‘And I am very glad you did this bad thing, because if not, who would take care of me?’ Martha shook her head, and Melusine spied wetness again in her eyes, although they met hers bravely. She shut the door behind her.
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