"I cannot remain here long. ” He signed his name and reflected. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. " "Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. Her eyes were wide and bright. ’ ‘Melusine,’ repeated the old lady.
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