It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. ’ ‘Where, then?’ Melusine asked again. ” She glanced at Brendon, who stood by her side, tall and threatening. She ran her gaze over him, and allowed her eyelashes to flutter down. This woman knows me—’ throwing the remark at Lucilla ‘—and that I am the daughter of Mary Remenham. And I’m off to America, and if my steamer goes to the bottom of the Atlantic I’ll thank the Lord for it. ‘Can I not leave you for a day without you getting yourself into trouble?’ ‘Imbecile,’ she uttered faintly. “I don’t have time for this. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. ” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared.
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