"If I thought he lived——" observed Wood. ‘Merci, Joan,’ cried Melusine, moving to her and seizing her hand which she clasped between both her own for a moment, as she turned to the others. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. Conscience was always digging sudden pits for his feet and common sense ridiculing his fears. He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at the business-like equipment of the room. ’ ‘Miss Melusine Charvill,’ he repeated, ‘is a convent-bred genteel girl, who is in all probability the granddaughter of General Lord Charvill. It was a young girl who overheard me when I was on my third shopkeeper who answered my question. “You are neither of you in the least like the ordinary boarding-house young man. . Though there is something to be said for your idea of a secret convent, at least as a hiding place. Anna glanced into her sister’s face, and rose to her feet. Old saltwater was right.
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