She smiled and started for the stairs without reply. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. She felt she had stepped into a world of unknown usages. She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. She softened her tone and scrambled for the right words. She'll have this hour always with her; and you failed her. His efforts at self-destruction were, however, prevented. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. ‘What can I do, miss?’ ‘Nothing at all,’ cried Melusine. No need to do such things.
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