' Will that do?"
"It will," replied Trenchard. Peste, where was her handkerchief? She remembered then that it had been lost in
the struggle with Gerald. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew
such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their
simplicity. He was the true optimist; and that he should proceed, serenely
unconscious of reefs and storms, she accepted the double buffets. Thames took it, and beheld the portrait of a young man, apparently—judging
from his attire—of high rank, whose proud and patrician features certainly
presented a very striking resemblance to his own. ‘What’s wrong, miss? Ain’t
I done right?’
Melusine’s mind was reeling, but she reached out and seized his wrist.
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