But Gerald wouldn’t hear of it. "If you doubt my word, woman," replied the carpenter's wife, coldly, "ask Mr. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. ‘Where did you get that, miss?’ ‘It is the sword of monsieur le major. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. So far, however, was this submission from producing the desired effect, that it seemed only to lend additional fuel to her displeasure. You keep on coming truer, after you have seemed to come altogether true. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. “You needn’t be anxious about that! I shall contrive to live.
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