He held in his hands many threads. Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. ‘It is Yol—’ She broke off abruptly, her face collapsing into an expression of acute consternation. ’ ‘Pottiswick, you mean, miss?’ ‘Yes, yes. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. ‘I’m damned if I see what you have to complain of,’ uttered Charvill, a faintly bewildered note underlying his irascibility. We stepped from the Embassy into the motor—and oh! I thought that he was dead.
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