’
‘Then Gérard may come back,’ Melusine cried involuntarily on a sudden
rising hope. Bulging out more in the
middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end,
—a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased
by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced,
like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance
from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. "So much the worse," replied Jonathan, rising and taking a turn, as if uncertain
what to do. A thing
which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should
be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. "
There was a pause. She was a clever girl, the best of her year in the
High School, and she made a valiant fight for Somerville or Newnham but her
father had met and argued with a Somerville girl at a friend’s dinner-table and he
thought that sort of thing unsexed a woman. In this room was my
ruin begun: in this room it should be ended.
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