A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. ’ Melusine shrugged. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. " "Don't hurry yourself," said Jonathan, "I'll wait for you here. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. This hand consigned him to destruction, but another was stretched forth to save him. " "Force the door," said Thames, "or you will be too late. The door popped open with a sigh.
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