She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. Amongst other things, he had just brought down an old laced bavaroy, a species of surtout much worn at the period. ‘Jarvis Remenham was your mother’s father. Lucy entered the house by picking the back door lock with the slim jim. She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. ‘No, I don’t see much future in pursuing her down this passage. ’ ‘You mean monsieur le baron, the General Charvill, my grandfather?’ Melusine laid aside on the table the letter she had been studying and turned so that the frame of her nun’s wimple no longer obscured her view.
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