But Miss Mary and me—’
Melusine looked up as the woman broke off again. Barring that
the Valade fellow had sneaked back. ‘I think,’ he said pleasantly, ‘that it would be as well if you, Hilary, were to go
and fetch the troops. It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark. "Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife. “You yourself have decided that—apart from the
question of Annabel. You
can’t! I tell you frankly you may break off your engagement to me—I shall hold
myself still engaged to you, yours just the same. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my
God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!”
His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. There are boats on the lake and shady depths and
wildernesses of pine-wood. ’
***
In the cosy little parlour that Pottiswick rarely used, Melusine paced restlessly to
and fro. His red hair marked him, cut short into
a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. Why, then, did he touch it?
As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of
sweat under the cracked nether lip. An hour later the doctor arrived; and after a thorough examination, he looked
doubtful. I
knew where I would go next: Florence.
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