The lonely widows of robber barons found him irresistible and he was the guest of many a fine table. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. ’ ‘I thought you were dead,’ Melusine confided. ’ She spoke with difficulty, holding down the rising emotion that threatened to overwhelm her. "Stop thief!" clamoured the rabble behind. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. Ann Veronica sat back with a sigh of relief.
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