She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. She came to spend hours with the bastard children that the women brought, dressing and feeding the tiny ones, inventing games for the older ones. . I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. I kept watch over you, for fear of a surprise on the part of Jonathan. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. She gathered up the chain, revealing a locket which had lain hidden in her bosom. ’ ‘You think it would have been better for me to stay as a nun and be killed like the Valades?’ said Melusine, brutally frank.
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