" "Who is he?" asked Thames impatiently. ‘Forgive me, Mrs Sindlesham, but do you tell me this inheritance that Melusine has fought so hard to recover is completely wasted?’ The old lady gave him a sharp look. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. She pulled her veil down, and he knew that silence was best. We stepped from the Embassy into the motor—and oh! I thought that he was dead. Then he rallied, smiling a little.
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