” “So far,” she continued, eyeing hungrily the last morsel of roll which lay upon her plate, “my only chance of occupation has lain with a photographer who engaged me on the spot and insulted me in half an hour. I have strength enough to drag myself there, and I do not want to return. He was waiting in the outer hall as she tiptoed in. This formidable person, who was no other than the renowned Figg, the "Atlas of the sword," as he is termed by Captain Godfrey, had removed his hat and "skull covering," and was wiping the heat from his bepatched and closeshaven pate. For an instant, Melusine watched him go. They had not so far been of much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different. Had Valade been to see him? Possibly even yesterday when he was followed by some young lad—and the girl, of course. ‘You give me an excellent excuse to have in the Madeira,’ said his hostess, reaching for a silver hand bell and setting it pealing. To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand, threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. Mr. Another door was next opened, and, preceded by the ordinary, with the sacred volume in his hand, the prisoner entered the room. It contained three sovereigns, six and fourpence, two postage stamps, a small key, and her aunt’s return half ticket to Morningside Park.
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