’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. “You asked me in to tea,” he protested. “And this is Mr. . I have nothing, nothing that can possibly be passion for you. Wood, who was standing at the edge of a raised platform, anxiously waving his hand to him. " "Never fear," replied Thames, taking up his hat. ” He went to the window and fidgeted with the blind, looking out to where the tree-tops of Regent’s Park showed distantly over the houses. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. "I told you that before," rejoined Wood, testily. I bear the marks of some of them about me still," he continued, taking off his wig, and laying bare a bald skull, covered with cicatrices and plates of silver. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed.
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