Out of sight of that tell-tale window, the two officers darted across the grounds, speedily gaining the lee of the mansion walls. “You will have some tea?” she asked. ‘I’m only surprised you have not released yourself. Go away,’ came fretfully from Prudence Sindlesham, and Melusine heaved a sigh as she looked towards the butler, who was making his stately way to the door. At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. Well, after a time there came a fever in my blood. "Poor Mrs.
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