“What is a
ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately. ‘Tell me the truth, Melusine. ” She leaned forward for another kiss,
which he responded to. She threw out a hand to stop
herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own
petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. What our dear mother would say back home I dread to think. She had found that proof. Sir Rowland, who had continued absorbed in thought, with his eyes fixed upon
the sloop, as she made her way slowly down the river, disembarked more
leisurely. ”
“You forget,” she said, looking up at him with a faint smile, “that under the cloak
of her name I am earning more money a week than I could ever have earned in a
year by my own labours. “You did
not wish to see him particularly this evening, then?”
Anna hesitated.
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