‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then. ” He came towards her with that in his face which filled her with blind terror. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. He confided to me that he felt trapped in his marriage, that he was being ruined by fate. The fatal shower, from which he and his little charge escaped uninjured, had stricken his assailant and precipitated him into the boiling gulf. Her formerly brown hair was dyed a white shade of blonde. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns.
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