The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. "Jade," said Ah Cum. "Are you a poltroon, after all?" "That's it! I ought to have died that night!" "Or is there a taint of insanity in your family history? Alone and practically penniless like yourself! You weren't even stirred by gratitude. Chapter VII MISS PELLISSIER’S SUSPICIONS “Anna!” Anna kissed her sister and nodded to her aunt. Do you know the story of Orpheus? He was a musician who followed his damned wife into Hell to bring her back? He was one of us, I believe. ‘I doubt it. He had, for the most part, been correct. The news that his granddaughter desired an audience Lord Charvill had greeted with merely a grunt, which turned into a roar as his gorge rose when he heard that she was accompanied by her husband. Her sense of humour could not wholly resist his abnormal gravity. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. ‘I thought as how it couldn’t do no harm, and as it turns out, it done me a bit of good. You, sir,” he added, turning to Brendon, “had better take my card round to the police station in Werner Street and ask that Detective Dorling be sent round here at once on urgent business.
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