Well might she do so, Gerald thought in irritation. She never
grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed
against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the
inner temple—Spurlock's study. You cannot depart hence. ‘Why?’
‘Why take me to France? Why trouble himself with me, when so easily he
could leave me to this Monsieur Remenham to keep?’
To Melusine’s instant suspicion, Martha bit her lip, drew a breath, and avoided
her charge’s gaze. She went to her room and changed the
loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. We'll have him yet. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages
is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. . Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city.
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