People had started filling the hall: instrumentalists, overly conscientious parents. He opened the drawer of the writing table. She quickly strangled him with the piano wire as he looked at her, his lips open as if to scream, but his larynx had been intentionally sliced. ‘And I am very glad you did this bad thing, because if not, who would take care of me?’ Martha shook her head, and Melusine spied wetness again in her eyes, although they met hers bravely. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. But today Melusine’s new-found knowledge put Martha at a disadvantage. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness. I give myself to you.
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