1. ” Lady Ferringhall was conscious of some relief. ” Thank Heaven! Mr. ‘It is that he needed me for his lie, no?’ Melusine said, striving to control the quiver in her voice. Why did he imagine she was making this journey to England? She feigned interest. “I do not lay claim,” he continued, “to any remarkable amount of insight, but it is possible, is it not, that I have stumbled upon your present cause of distress. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. “It is just six o’clock now. The lights rolled over, and were extinguished. I wish I could get you to imitate Thames Darrell. The lights of the Champs Elysées and the Place de la Concorde, suggestive, brilliant, seductive, shone like an army of fireflies against the deep cool background of the night. I must tell somebody—and you would understand.
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