” “Please tell me why?” she asked. Melusine grasped the hilt of the sword she had been carefully holding, and came out into the light. ” Then she looked up at him with frightened eyes. The carte de jour was before Monsieur. ’ Melusine might have responded that she had not asked him, but she was too intent on her mission. At this point a carriage with servants in sumptuous liveries was stationed. Sudden indignation boiled up in him. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. Jack, meanwhile, with Blueskin's assistance, had set the table once more upon its legs, and placing writing materials, which he took from a shelf, upon it, made Shotbolt, who was still gagged, but whose arms were for the moment unbound, sit down before them. .
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