Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. " "Where are the assassins?" cried Sheppard. ’ Gosse’s eyes went to the portrait, and evidently took in the uncanny resemblance, looking from it to Melusine and back again. ’ ‘Fancy my old pa thinking you was a French spy. I AM an abandoned female. Figg! In a few minutes, all will be over. Then suddenly, in front of all those windows, he folded her in his arms and pressed her to him, and kissed her unresisting face.
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