Madame shrugged. ‘Do you think I could bear to be without you for a moment longer? I am quite jealous of Melusine taking up all your attention. “Now look here, Veronica, let us be plain with each other. Do you know the story of Orpheus? He was a musician who followed his damned wife into Hell to bring her back? He was one of us, I believe. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. In rushed Mr. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. She screamed as she saw that their throats had been ripped out and their dead eyes bulged with horror as their heads lolled from mere strings of sinew and flesh.
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