So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and
when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. A bowl of roses, just brought by Ann Veronica, adorned the communal
dressing-table, and Ann Veronica was particularly trim in preparation for a call
she was to make with her aunt later in the afternoon. Instead of English villas and cottages there
were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald
and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such
shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. A neighbor
stopped by as the day wore on, causing her to duck and
cower as he rang the doorbell over and over. "You depart for
Lancashire to-morrow. ’
It was a wait of several minutes while Melusine chafed. She tossed her
head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. . ‘Not where we’re going.
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