Monsieur Valade heaved a gusty sigh, and Gerald, with heavy diplomacy and a forced heartiness of manner, turned the subject. "Nor any one else, I suspect," answered Ireton, winking significantly. ” Courtlaw laid his hand upon Ennison’s shoulder. ’ ‘The horse?’ echoed Melusine. It’s gone.
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