Too late she realised that Emile was not trying to escape. " "Yes, yer hon'r," replied the chairman, taking the note. ‘Didn’t mean it, love. She is no more English than that set of beggars over there. . She felt as if she had struck them unawares. She was not Madame Melusine Valade. But here was new music, tender and kindly and whimsical, that first roved to and fro in the mind and then cuddled up in the heart. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. CHAPTER XXVI.
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