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What had Brewis Charvill to say to that, Gerald?’
‘He had nothing to say to it. Jack was a comical scoundrel, and made a little
too free with his grace's best burgundy, as well as his grace's favourite
housekeeper. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor
and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat
slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in
the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. Melusine sighed with relief at being alone at last and free to resume her search
among the portraits. ”
“That sounds more promising,” Lady Lescelles declared.
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