It wasn’t pretty. \"No. ” Anna wheeled an easy chair to the fire. ’ Chapter Twelve In the elegantly appointed blue saloon, Melusine sat disconsolate, gazing out of the window at the dull sky. ” “You know, Mr. G. A quarter of an hour passed. She listened with dumb fear in her eyes. ’ ‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat. ” He stood before the door. The colouring was green and white, with softly shaded electric lights, an alcove bedstead, which was a miracle of daintiness, white furniture, and a long low dressing-table littered all over with a multitude of daintily fashioned toilet appliances. There was a long silence between them. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. He had just arrived from Manchester, whence he had been summoned by that treacherous thief-taker.
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