But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of
satisfaction was not easily restored. Manned by a couple of watermen, who
rowed with great swiftness, this wherry dashed through the current in the track
of the fugitive, of whom it was evidently in pursuit, and upon whom it
perceptibly gained. She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her
return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched
fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. Manning loomed up ever and again into her world, full of a
futile solicitude, and almost always declaring she was splendid, splendid, and
wishing he could talk things out with her. As if it
were she, and not Melusine, who had been hurt by the imposters. He heard me;
but he never came in to ask what was the matter.
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