In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. Its walled heaved with black mildew and sea-salt. ‘I don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. I’ll kill you, Sheila, and I’ll kill her too. ’ ‘Emile Gosse,’ Melusine said flatly, in the same language. Suddenly she had become afraid. She gathered up the chain, revealing a locket which had lain hidden in her bosom.
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