The thing is, Miss Charvill —’ ‘He told you my name?’ cut in Melusine, surprised. The truth at once flashed across his mind. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. ’ Joy rose in Melusine’s bosom. ’ ‘You, perhaps?’ she flung at him furiously, stepping out from behind the desk. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. .
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