’ ‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted. ’ ‘Then you shall no longer do so. His countenance was almost as white and rigid as that of the corpse by his side. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. And the jailers also retired. As the wedding neared, she bought some finer things: a veal roast for supper, a single pearl for the dowry. ’ Much to Melusine’s chagrin, Gerald folded his arms and leaned back, as if wholly at his ease. F. . . He beamed as she whispered to 22 him that she had seen a table so fine or tasted such wonders.
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