So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. And if the woman is not a rival, she must be—yes, that must be it. ‘Open the door, fool!’ Then he had Melusine by the shoulders and was hustling her into the hackney. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently.
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