Melusine turned and turned, unable to imagine just where the secret door could be. Conceiving himself called upon, as the intimate friend of the deceased, to pay this last tribute of respect to her memory, he appeared as one of the chief mourners. Everybody, he felt, must be listening behind their papers. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky. The general did what he might to hush it up, and paid handsomely to manage it, I daresay. Then they dressed her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. She decided not to ask him outright if he wished to make love to her. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. Sheer calculation on his. What she said is true. Outside the door he turned and stared at the panels.
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