Spurling had retired for the
night. She pulled a few strands of her hair from her head to
leave with Michelle’s. "I am here, you see," said the smith. "Where?" she cried. ’
‘I am not the imbecile you take me for,’ Gerald said with dangerous calm. On the day he carried the manuscript to Copeley's he brought back a packet of
letters, magazines, and newspapers. Can you wonder that I expect
you to fulfil yours?”
“I am not aware,” she answered, “that I have ever failed in doing so. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in
sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to
assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those
dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. Sniveling
brats, little fatherless bastards, you should breathe a sigh
of relief. "I must see him to-night. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I
haven’t had a minute’s peace. Every now and then
something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled
him. ’
‘His daughter, ma’am?’ Gerald asked. “Martin, I don’t know what to say. ’
The familiar hollow opened up inside Melusine’s chest, and she could not
prevent the husky note that entered her voice.
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