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"There's the exact expression I want. ’
Chapter Twelve
In the elegantly appointed blue saloon, Melusine sat disconsolate, gazing out of
the window at the dull sky. "
"I tell 'ee what, landlord," observed the old sailor, quietly replenishing his pipe
from a huge pewter tobacco-box, as the waterman and Wood quitted the house,
"you've said good-b'ye to your friend. Well, I am Nigel
Ennison’s sister!”
“Oh!” Anna said. “Are you going on again this
winter with that scientific work of yours? It’s an instance of heredity, I suppose. Nine years ago, I was honest—was
happy. There was every indication
that she fled the island in company with a dissolute rogue. ‘But tell me this instead. But when she saw the car, her body filled with dread, for
it gave her a bad feeling. From under his pillow he
dragged forth the key to the trunk. Anna was still holding her cigarette between her fingers.
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