’ Melusine edged a little away from the portrait. ‘No, my poor guardian,’ Gerald mocked. She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. “You appear,” she said, without any sign of anger in her tone, and with unruffled composure, “to be a very impertinent person. Better to remain silent. "I'll be their substitute. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street.
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