Chapter Eight For an instant in the silence that followed, shocked into immobility, Melusine stared in horror at the body lying there so still. Only you seem to me since the time when I knew you in Paris to have changed—to have changed in some subtle manner which I find at times utterly bewildering. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. Jonathan kept his keen eye fixed upon him, as he addressed himself for a moment to the Hollander.
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