CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. ” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure. He had just arrived from Manchester, whence he had been summoned by that treacherous thief-taker. ” They remained looking at each other for three or four seconds. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. “It seems—It’s interesting. . What was the name on those marriage lines you showed me?’ ‘M—Melusine,’ stammered the woman, her countenance yet registering shock.
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