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One main avenue was for her to become a sort of salaried accessory wife or mother, to be a governess or an assistant schoolmistress, or a very high type of governess-nurse. Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. ’ ‘Yes, but I do not wish to have a mystery. ’ Melusine frowned, placing her hand on the letter lying on the table. I wonder, Ann Veronica, if, when our time comes, we shall be any wiser?” Ann Veronica watched a water-beetle fussing across the green depths. If he was asleep, then she much regretted that she must wake him up. He must have been following her from room to room, silent in his stockinged feet.

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