‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’
‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. ‘Now,’ she said, in an imperious manner that so much reminded him of
Melusine that he was obliged to suppress a grin, ‘I can see you properly. I've an excellent memory, thank God! And I
perfectly remember that everybody was drowned upon that occasion—except
yourself and the child!"
"My love you're beside yourself—"
"I was beside myself to take charge of your—"
"Mother?" interposed Winifred. And in reality even that magic garden-close resolves itself into a villa
at Morningside Park and my father being more and more cross and overbearing
at meals—and a general feeling of insecurity and futility. She had a vision of policemen,
reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace.
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