"
"I don't care if he is," rejoined Thames, boldly. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous
undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that
summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy
annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as
preoccupied with them. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a
highly meretricious quality caught her eye. We'll
have some fun down there at my place, Spurlock; but we'll probably bore your
wife to death. That you are not Valade at all, and
that I am Melusine Charvill, the granddaughter of monsieur le baron, the
general. Having heard
from Thames that you were better, and that your sole anxiety was about me, I
came to give you the first intelligence of my escape. Her hair was washed for her also.
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