“Before I heard much Wagnerian music I heard enthusiastic descriptions of it
from a mistress I didn’t like at school. ‘Now then, my girl, why the long face?’
Melusine had no hesitation in placing her trouble before her old nurse, for it
was Martha who had made her aware of her true history. She was retuning,
fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door
like milk. The world into which she was so boldly venturing
was going to be wonderful, but never so wonderful as the world within these
paper covers. ‘What can I do, miss?’
‘Nothing at all,’ cried Melusine. Killed is too kind a word. And she did not
merely affect to be driven—she felt driven. Aware of the cunning and desperate
characters of the persons with whom she would have to deal,—aware, also, that
she was in a quarter where no laws could be appealed to, nor assistance obtained,
she felt the absolute necessity of caution.
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