As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. ‘Open the door, fool!’ Then he had Melusine by the shoulders and was hustling her into the hackney. I cannot tell you much about it, but my bad times are over for the present. Certainly, we—that is Jarvis and I— knew nothing of it until after Mary’s death.
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