His voice now had lost its ironies. “Don’t think that I have been playing the spy upon you,” he continued. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. By and by she heard the screen door. It is quite outrageous of me to go about rescuing a damsel in distress—’ ‘Who does not in the least wish to be rescued,’ put in Melusine. Rousing himself, he went to the door. “Your friend, “DAVID COURTLAW. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. He unhooked it from the front clasp.
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