’ Melusine bit her lip on a sharp retort. ’ To Gerald’s relief, the entrance of the butler interrupted them, relieving him of the necessity to explain himself. Had she too been flying from something and had accepted this method of escape? But what frying-pan could be equal to this fire? All this led him back to the original circle. She lied. “I do not know you,” she said coldly. " "I will go, if you will consent to meet me at midnight near the old house in Wych Street," replied Jack.
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