’ A multitude of changes flitted across Melusine’s features as she stood there for a space, unusually silent. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. “But was it wise to sing to-night?” “Why not? The man was nothing to me. ” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. Gradually McClintock shifted the burden to Spurlock's shoulders and retired among his books and music rolls. “Afterwards,” she said, “I should be perfectly content to have everything done for me. "That's an incorrigible rascal," he added, as Sheppard closed the door; "it's only to-day that I discovered—" "What?" asked Jackson, pricking up his ears. " "Let me see it," cried Thames, snatching it from him.
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