“Troubles, my friend,” she exclaimed lightly. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. The twenty pounds burned with avidity. She was not Madame Melusine Valade. He was in trouble and she could not help him; that was the ache in her heart. To that, perhaps, a large part of its satisfyingness was due.
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