She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead, and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. All at once Melusine remembered Pottiswick, and the errand he had run. ’ ‘It will be worth the pain, you will see. ” He fancied that she was yielding, but her eyes fell once more upon that fatal envelope, and her tone when she spoke was colder than ever. A familiar ache of wanting made itself more insistent in her belly. " "I'll not forget it.
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