She watched, puzzled, as her cavalier frowned at the newcomer, glancing from him to Melusine and back again. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. “You have been very kind to me,” she said. Still, there certainly was something in the idea of a treaty. ‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. Next moment, he had Melusine by the arm. ’ ‘This, monsieur le major, is entirely your own affair,’ said the lady, haughty again. Despair engulfed her at the horrid remembrance that the one particular Englishman she knew to be sympathique did not at all wish to marry her. ‘What was you wanting it for, may I ask?’ ‘You may not ask, for it is none of your affair,’ Melusine snapped. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. Hurry to me, I entreat you. A man came out, and walking recklessly, almost cannoned into Ennison. He looked at her in some embarrassment.
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