Then he stepped briskly to his feet and bent over the wounded man. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her. Still, there certainly was something in the idea of a treaty. She came quickly into the little parlour, which now seemed inordinately crowded, and coming up to Melusine, seized her hands in a warm clasp. One or the other. He insisted once again on opening the car door for her. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed.
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