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Chapter Six
Creeping along the dark narrow passage, with lantern held well ahead to keep
her step steady on the uneven stones—and to warn her of the advent of rats—
Melusine kept her long petticoats fastidiously clear of the dirt with an efficient
hand, a habit she had learned in the convent. Let us have no more of this
humbug. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great
admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. You need only answer me truthfully and you have nothing
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Gutenberg are removed. But his glance roved, to the door through which Ruth had gone,
to Enschede's drooping back. “What do you think of that farce?” he exclaimed bitterly. "I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as
tightly as possible; "it's a secret!"
"I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her
grasp. The investigators
should have thought to check inside the garbage can. "Sir!" exclaimed Winifred, rising. ‘I should not dream of forcing my attentions on you.
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