‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again. 13
Montague Street. The gentleman didn't communicate his
business to me. She took up one of her father’s
novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on
her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning
forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if
you care for them, and leave the room. . ’
Melusine shrugged, and crossed to the plain door beside which hung a bell. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms,
and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and
chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. Then she sat down—uninvited—
and looked from one to the other curiously. ”
She wondered what to. To-night we leave
for Marseilles. The woollen-draper looked
at his watch. " She had brought home a puppy one day.
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