Melusine came back to the present to discover that tears were rolling down her
cheeks. Not the explosive vigour of the
north-born, but that which would quietly meet physical hardships and bear them
triumphantly. “May you have as
much good fortune as you deserve, but not enough to make you forget us. And let's see if either of these women, who prate of their love for you, will
do as much. ’
‘Oh, peste,’ exclaimed Melusine, and louder, ‘Where are you? Call, that I may
find you. Footman or some such. If hate could kill, Ramage would have been
killed by a flash of hate. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. ’
‘It’s not that,’ the nun said urgently, ‘but I’ve remembered something
important. ”
Nigel Ennison looked up with a little start.
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