Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared. The hurricane had now reached its climax. Her heartbeat raced, her limbs turned to water, and it was only by a miracle and the strength of the arms that held her that she remained standing on her feet. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. ’ ‘Melusine,’ repeated the old lady.
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