"Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. ’ Quick remorse raced through Melusine’s veins, but she hit back strongly. Her features are the same, yet the change has written its mark into her face. The major hailed him with a show of relief. Attempts were made upon the door of the Lodge; but it was too strong to be forced. So, you see—’ ‘Do not say any more,’ Melusine uttered, flinging away and moving to the fireplace. This was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as “White’s. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. Let me engage myself.
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