But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. “It may be her salvation. "But I wish her hand had been as deadly as yours. ‘And how is it that you have acquired this garb of a religieuse?’ he asked as she fitted the veil over her head. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. ’ ‘That is what you thought of me. " "It is," answered Wood. "No, I don't. Kneebone took his leave. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. With the last glimmer of decency he had sent the daughter to his sister. Melusine giggled, and tucked her hand into his. Ann Veronica passed from her aunt to her father, and put her arms about him and kissed his cheek. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes.
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