Nor as I’ve to put up with a French spy in my parlour—’ ‘Peste, how you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently, barely taking in his complaints. She held her hand to the place where he had slapped her. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. "Not dangerously, I hope," returned Thames; "but fly—save yourself.
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