’ ‘Eh?’ Almost Melusine betrayed herself at his startled look. Anna herself opened the hall door. Winifred's reception was kind, but more distant, and after the slight ceremonial she resumed her occupation. Beneath the serene unconcern of Ann Veronica’s face was a boiling tumult. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you. He was standing by, rating her ladyship,—who can scarcely stir from the sofa,—while I was packing up her jewels in the case, and I observed that she tried to hide a small casket from him.
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