Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. ’ ‘Then Gérard may come back,’ Melusine cried involuntarily on a sudden rising hope. From her stomacher, to which it was attached by a multitude of glittering steel chains, depended an immense turnip-shaped watch, in a pinchbeck case. Someone had thoughtfully wrapped a bit of tissue paper round the electric bulb.
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