The inn was a military haunt. She whispered, “Another car is coming,” as lights approached their car. It was an odd little encounter, that left vague and dubitable impressions in her mind. Now I ain’t saying as how that there Pottiswick—’ ‘How you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently. More strange stories were told of it than of any other house in London. He could not tell by the look of her whether she was glad or sorry that presently she would be free. . For a nun at night it is less dangerous than for the jeune demoiselle. Wood, however, was too much excited to attend to the caution. F.
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