’ Melusine withdrew her hand. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. He had been back for two weeks during some pleasant weather in July. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be styled, the Marquis de Chatillon. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. "Sir!" exclaimed Winifred, rising.
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