Melusine ripped strips off her under-petticoats and fashioned a pad, which she bandaged as tightly as she could over the wound, working swiftly, unperturbed by the gore. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. " "But that's the point—I don't know. Here was a little corner of the past—a tragic corner. There was only one sound—the fall of the sea upon the main beach, and even that said: "Hush! Hush! Hus-s-sh!" Not a leaf stirred, not a shadow moved. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: “A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear; A man scores always, everywhere. “I don’t see quite what your game is, Vee, but I suppose you’ve got a game on somewhere. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully.
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