” He was a little bewildered. She missed them already. “Home, of course,” she answered. " "This way, sir. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. His pulses beat fast as he walked, his feet fell lightly upon the pavement. Recovering herself, Melusine tucked the weapons out of sight, down into the deep holsters hidden under the petticoat of her riding habit, and went back into the house where Martha awaited her in some impatience.
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