Her fingers rested upon his. Montressor’s guests were. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. I ought to have seen—” “It doesn’t matter a rap—if you’re not disposed to resent the—the way I behaved. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. If he ran less risk of being blown over, he stood a much greater chance of being washed off, or stifled. Melusine glanced at the walls as she sped down the four flights of stairs, and noted with relief that some paintings remained. He was well mounted, as was his companion; and had pistols in his holsters, and a hanger at his girdle. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles.
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