Marina had retired to bed, drinking wine slowly, sleeping when she was not drinking. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. ‘Pray do not trouble yourself, Saling. Wild hasn't been to inquire after him to-day," observed Langley; "it's the first time he's missed doing so since the trial. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the door, confronting her old nurse with the truth.
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