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’ ‘Miss Melusine Charvill,’ he repeated, ‘is a convent-bred genteel girl, who is in all probability the granddaughter of General Lord Charvill. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. For a moment she too had started and faltered in her exit from the room. . She would wake in the night to repeat her bitter cry: “Oh, why did I burn those notes?” It added greatly to the annoyance of the situation that she had twice seen Ramage in the Avenue since her return to the shelter of her father’s roof. You see to what it has brought you. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her, echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. Well-born, welleducated; those are the lads that pay in full. He was struck disagreeably by Ramage’s air of gallant consideration and Ann Veronica’s self-possessed answers. There was a little pause between them, full for Ann Veronica of rapid elusive suspicions and intimations. Nigel Ennison was he. It rained heavily all day, so he did not stir forth.
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