Since the discovery of them, she had been madly eager to read these typewritten tales. 1. Then her head disappeared suddenly in her hands, and her shoulders shook violently. “You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think that I know you, do I?” “I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be encouraging. “You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. “I had the pleasure of—er—meeting you more than once, I believe. Is all your house on the same scale of magnificence as this, Annabel?” she asked, looking round. . “I went to Anna’s rooms because I felt that I must see her. She had to think of something fast, or her reaction would start to make believers out of everyone. ’ ‘But why, Marthe,’ asked Melusine, as she walked into the house. But no matter how you phrase it, the end is the same. "God forgive me for using such a word!" he cried, in a troubled tone; "if I hadn't yielded to my wife's silly request, this wouldn't have happened!" CHAPTER VII. I have suspected him of possessing a skeleton key to my apartments.
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