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Ann Veronica paused before she answered. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. Sheppard's weight had destroyed the equilibrium of the plank: it swerved, and slowly descended. She turned to the stage, and Tristan was wounded in Kurvenal’s arms, with Isolde at his feet, and King Mark, the incarnation of masculine force and obligation, the masculine creditor of love and beauty, stood over him, and the second climax was ending in wreaths and reek of melodies; and then the curtain was coming down in a series of short rushes, the music had ended, and the people were stirring and breaking out into applause, and the lights of the auditorium were resuming. It engulfed them in black, white, and gray. . 1 through 1. ’ Disappointment flooded her. ’ Gosse’s eyes went to the portrait, and evidently took in the uncanny resemblance, looking from it to Melusine and back again.
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