. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. How you dress when you're loafing will be no concern of mine; but fresh twill or Shantung, when you dine with me, collar and tie. Where is Sir Rowland?" "In the library, your ladyship. Annabel, come to the door with me,” she added a little abruptly. Where is your hat?’ ‘Parbleu, is this a way to rescue me?’ Melusine demanded, digging in her heels and wrenching her arm out of his hold. She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside.
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