Chapter 51

Then she saw that at the question Mabuse made a gesture, so indifferent and trivial that she felt her painful anguished appeal was no more than a drop of dew vanishing in the sand, and as hopeless to look for. And her downcast broken heart asked itself whether this man could indeed be so powerful that everything went down before his will--that what she and others before her had been must be brought to nought? Once again she must yield herself to the twofold stream within. It bore the most secret and hitherto unsusp…