Do you know the story of Orpheus? He was a musician who followed his damned wife into Hell to bring her back? He was one of us, I believe. For a time it really seemed all-sufficient to her that she should love. ‘What could either of us have done?’ To Gerald’s acute consternation, Melusine’s lip trembled suddenly, and her eyes filled. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. He staggered back a few paces; and, before he could recover himself, Thames tripped up his heels, and, placing the point of the spike at his throat, threatened to stab him if he attempted to stir, or cry out. If Gerald knew, what should stop Gosse from finding out? Perhaps he was even now at the lawyer. “I tell you it was a lie!” he shouted wildly. ‘How did you guess?’ ‘I guessed as soon as you said this was your house.
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