‘Do you mean to tell me,’ enquired the captain at length, ‘that you have had the infernal audacity, the—the gall, the—the— Gad, it’s an outrage! You’ve stolen a horse from a priest?’ ‘I did not steal it,’ protested Melusine hotly. At first she thought that the woman was just a servant. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. Why would your mother be so impatient?” Lucy speculated. The Night-Cellar. Tomorrow you will feel like a freed woman.
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