She watched, puzzled, as her cavalier frowned at the newcomer, glancing from him to Melusine and back again. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. Denis, did you say? I hope that no one of our friends has met with an accident. In the early hours of the morning, unable to bear the suspense any longer, Melusine had ventured to explore the mansion, the lantern she had brought in hand, commenting to herself all the time on the state of the place and the difficulties of her task, and having no idea of the consequences she was bringing on herself thereby. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs. She was very pretty.
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