” He spoke a little
nervously. Later, she
understood his reasons; and it had now become habit. She softened her tone and
scrambled for the right words. "Miss Enschede was born on an island in the South Seas. You need only answer me truthfully and you have nothing
to fear. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe
chignon. Meat pies with sweet crust were
stuffed with macaroni, steaks of pork and beef were
pounded thin and grilled rare, capons had been marinated
in plum wine and cinnamon, and veal sausages stewed in
cream were served over fine noodles: all the dishes that
he loved were present. If Jack
should die, all though her fault, she could never forgive herself. "I have no sympathy," replied Prudence, "with a man who deliberately fuddles
himself with strong drink. Feeling rather exhausted, it occurred to him that
possibly some provisions might have been left by the constable; and, looking
about, he perceived a pitcher of water and a small brown loaf on the floor. A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at
once a more natural appearance. Or I should have made love to you long
ago. "
"Iss, missis," grinned the black. She looked at him curiously.
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