At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it. “Why shouldn’t one face the facts of one’s self?” She stood up. "You shall hear," returned Jonathan. "Your son," replied Jack,—"your miserable, repentant son. ’ Melusine sank against the wall of the corridor, closing her eyes. Ann Veronica, after a last survey of the dinner appointments, followed him, rustling, came to his side by the high brass fender, and touched two or three ornaments on the mantel above the cheerful fireplace. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. Accompanied by Sir Cecil, who still continued passionately enamoured of his sister, and to whom he represented that she had fallen a victim to the arts of a seducer, he set off, at fiery speed, for the metropolis.
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