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‘Pardon, mademoiselle, but perhaps your father went to England, after all, and —’ ‘My father went to Italy,’ interrupted Melusine, her heart tightening with the familiar sensation of loss. There was no need of sowing suspicion when he wasn't really certain there were grounds for it. The old lady’s face was stiff with anger. Cursed him for his devotion that had made him come back for her, only to get himself shot by the fiendish Gosse. Sheppard, falling on her knees. ‘Nothing of the sort,’ argued Gerald. He made his headquarters at the Victoria on the Sha-mien, and generally met the Hong-Kong packet in the morning.
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