“Thank you. I felt I MUST do something anyhow, and up I came just as
soon as I could to see you. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve
him!—is still living. ”
“I began to be afraid you might not come at all. ‘Naturally I had to come,’ confirmed the lively blonde, her eyes twinkling up
at Alderley. “If one was free,” she said,
“one could go to him. Know that, don’t you?’
‘Of course I know it,’ Lucy told him, and Melusine read the whisper in her
mouth of those precious words, ‘I love you. ”
“Auntie?” asked Constance, who was conversant with Ann Veronica’s affairs. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a
white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for
days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures
sank far below their actual importance. ’
‘You see,’ Melusine explained between mouthfuls of food, ‘poor Marthe had
promised to my father that she will say nothing. ’
Gerald grinned.
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