’
Mrs Ibstock’s lips tightened and she looked away a moment. Yet every now and then, during
the progress of the meal, his attention apparently wandered, and leaning forward
he glanced covertly at Anna with a curious mixture of expressions on his face. Why hadn't he admitted that he recognized the
photograph? What instinct had impelled him swiftly to assume his Oriental
mask?
"Why?" asked O'Higgins. He would refuse to listen and absolve her unshriven. They took their places at a distant table. ’
Melusine could not regard this view with anything but scepticism. Wild, Captain?" remonstrated the other, in a deferential
tone. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the
sort. "
"And you expect me to believe you after what has passed?"
"I do; and, more than that, I expect you to thank me. . I too,
Anna, have watched and read of your success with—I must confess it—some
misgiving. Melusine made no reply. She had fallen into it naturally, the only expression of the dance
she had ever seen or known, and that a stolen sweet. ”
Her heart had warmed toward him.
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