A single glance served to show the thief-taker how matters stood. ‘You’ve found her out?’ ‘Tell us at once,’ urged Miss Froxfield. You might have spared yourself many useless journeys and disappointments, and us a good deal of anxiety. Is all your house on the same scale of magnificence as this, Annabel?” she asked, looking round. She even touched lightly on her father’s unreasonableness. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. Melusine, intent on the luckless Kimble, did not care. I hid because there was no other way of seeing you.
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