His manner, however, was as stern and haughty as ever, and his glances retained their accustomed fire. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. ’ ‘Melusine!’ came sharply from the doorway. “A joke! Sir John, if you had presented yourself here an hour ago we should have greeted you in pained silence. I didn't expect you home before that hour, Sir. ’ Melusine edged a little away from the portrait. At any rate, I can see that you’re not protecting him at all.
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