Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. I do not choose the vicomte, for that would be foolish. ’ ‘He had no further need of them,’ Gosse said and his laugh sounded heartless to Melusine.
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