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Chapter XXV
THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH
The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room
with a deferential little gesture. I have been imaging—”
“Mr. ”
“No,” said Ann Veronica, offhandedly. A buxom piece, who looked,
Gerald decided, as if she would be more at home in an amorous engagement in a
hayloft than sitting demurely in a ballroom. That you are not Valade at all, and
that I am Melusine Charvill, the granddaughter of monsieur le baron, the
general. I've told you about him; and you wrote a
shrewd yarn on the subject. Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan
fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered
the church. For some
seconds of voluminous thinking they looked at the ring between them, and
neither spoke. He nodded silently, too full for words. All we do
is for your good.
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