‘I suppose this is the cavalier you had with you when you—er—attended the ball the other night?’ ‘Jacques is very useful to me,’ Melusine confirmed, bestowing that same radiant smile on the young man, whose features were instantly suffused with scarlet. The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. It gave her great satisfaction to hear that Madame Chamberlain had spent a night in the county jail, even if the nocturnal activities picked right up again after two weeks. "Is this her work?" "It is," answered Thames. But the sheer tenacity of the girl defeated him.
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