" "The boy's not at my house," replied Wild. " "Ha!" exclaimed Trenchard, starting, "is he so highly born?" "This letter will inform you," replied Wild, placing a document in his hand. He was tall, slender, and suave. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. His eyes swept the company, and fell upon Melusine with a glare. She followed the landlady half way up-stairs, and called up to Ann Veronica, “May I come up? It’s me! You know—Nettie Miniver!” She appeared before Ann Veronica could clearly recall who Nettie Miniver might be.
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