Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. She chuckled. Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a single ray of daylight. It’s the only clean way for us. Ann Veronica felt no repulsion at the prospect. A queer nut. ’ Melusine turned her head. ‘Ha! Just the person I want. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. ’ Melusine sat slowly down again, looking him over thoughtfully.
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