”
“It is ironic that you say that, John, for it is I who am
afraid of you. At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his
table at her. Lord Charvill’s sense of justice would not, however, allow him to repudiate his
granddaughter, if indeed this female proved to be the infant lost to the family so
many years ago. 'Mrs. I ought to be able to think things out. ‘Do you think I am afraid of a sword in the hand of a slip of a girl?’
For answer, Melusine lunged at him. But the morning brought courage again, and those first
intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the
window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring.
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