Her mouth at half-cock, Melusine stood there staring at him. ‘Well, shan’t I come to the major’s house up Stratton Street, sir?’ ‘I’ll give the major your report, Trodger. It might as well be Melusine herself. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. He looked at her in some embarrassment. Certainly I would not murder monsieur le major, even that he has made a threat to beat me. He turned. The girl was in the game now, and that narrowed the circle. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. " "I'll tell you what I'll do," rejoined the other. But we were both pledged to secrecy, and I couldn’t reveal my part for fear that I would lose my place. Next moment, she had shut the bookshelf panel upon him.
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