\" He said. His friendship seemed a thing worth having. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. He removed his cigarette from his lips and waved it gently in the air. ‘Do not beg his pardon,’ intervened Melusine quickly, coming between them. ‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. good, miss. I don’t mind it. ’ ‘But two letters,’ put in the woman. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. ” “You know,” he said with some hesitation, “that your sister is singing.
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