If I were Mr. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again. She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings. ‘So that’s true, is it?’ ‘Certainly it is true,’ Melusine said, opening her eyes wide. ‘What could either of us have done?’ To Gerald’s acute consternation, Melusine’s lip trembled suddenly, and her eyes filled. But some little distance behind him, someone had come out from the shadow of the building and, seeing the Frenchman reappear, darted back again as quickly. She laughed as the deluge seemed to grow worse with every step. I cannot answer that question. And I’m off to America, and if my steamer goes to the bottom of the Atlantic I’ll thank the Lord for it. CHAPTER XX. .
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