But Melusine’s own words had thrown an idea into her head. At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. Around her neck was a little gold chain. The light of memory flashed in the man’s face. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. Pshaw!" added he, making an effort to subdue his emotion, "I can't leave you in this way. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit. Ennison too, always handsome and debonnair, seemed transported out of his calm self. Then he sat down and filled his pipe slowly and thoughtfully.
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