"It's like enough, I dare say," rejoined Sheppard. ’ Melusine was beginning to fill with dread and a burgeoning of anger as the meaning behind his words began to penetrate. ’ ‘You mean monsieur le baron, the General Charvill, my grandfather?’ Melusine laid aside on the table the letter she had been studying and turned so that the frame of her nun’s wimple no longer obscured her view. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. He was a Wiltshire Edmondshaw, a very old family. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. Very gently indeed, Alderley grasped the handle of the door and stealthily turned it. I’ve got imagination. The calvacade was now put slowly in motion.
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