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Sir John looked about him, and somehow the
laugh died away. Brown strode
to center stage and Lucy quieted the instruments with a
gesture. She drank and drank until his body was a
lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of
all but the fluid in his bones. I'm neither an infidel
nor an agnostic, so I'll content myself by saying that the hand of God is in this
somewhere. "I thought as much," continued Jonathan. He was, however, instantly beaten back; and the fury of the mob was so great
that it was with difficulty he could effect a retreat. “Ann Veronica,” he said, “I tell you this is love. . ’
‘Certainly he is not a friend,’ Melusine agreed, ‘but he has gone, after all. "
"Loved me! You!"
"I loved you," continued Jonathan, "and struck by your appearance, which
seemed above your station, inquired your history, and found you had been stolen
by a gipsy in Lancashire.
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