‘Left to yourself, my girl, you may not have any affairs. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. ’ To Gerald’s chagrin, Melusine regarded Hilary with approval. Ruth felt his hand grow cold as it slipped from hers. The lace was family lace, easily recognizable. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness.
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