Gianfrancesco ran from the room, tearing at his hair. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. Glad to get back, Iām sure,ā he said briskly. ā She murmured. As if it were she, and not Melusine, who had been hurt by the imposters.
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