Fame of any sort was folly and she knew better. ’ ‘Miss Melusine Charvill,’ he repeated, ‘is a convent-bred genteel girl, who is in all probability the granddaughter of General Lord Charvill. “Let us sit down for a moment,” he had said. I’ll drive you home once my buzz goes away. She watched, puzzled, as her cavalier frowned at the newcomer, glancing from him to Melusine and back again.
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