’ Before the major could verify this, the lady reappeared. CHAPTER XXIX. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. “It is nothing of any importance. ’ ‘Truly?’ asked Melusine, warmth lighting her bosom. “So it seems that I was wrong. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'.
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