Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a
rough great-coat, called—appropriately enough in this instance,—a wrap-rascal. 195
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A CITY IN GREECE, 589 B. ‘Monsieur, my wife intended not to anger you,’ he said in a tone of apology. He could not know about the
Remenham connection, could he? No one knew but her father and Martha. He was asleep. But he dismissed that because then she
would ask her lover and not him all these things. I watched you wait at
the farmhouse! But I couldn’t compromise your safety!
You must have realized that!” She lowered her voice to a
loud whisper. ’
Grasping the lantern, and heedless now of the discomforts of the passage,
Melusine flew like the wind back towards the library, the vision of Jack
Kimble’s white face driving her on. It was difficult to get right. He had never liked
to be hugged, but she wondered if his corporeal needs
would be made apparent by human touch. Money was not necessary; indeed, it would
have embarrassed all concerned.
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