She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead. He drew her to him and tipped her chin towards him. ‘Do you mean to tell me,’ enquired the captain at length, ‘that you have had the infernal audacity, the—the gall, the—the— Gad, it’s an outrage! You’ve stolen a horse from a priest?’ ‘I did not steal it,’ protested Melusine hotly. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. But you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor— James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. ‘Monsieur Charvill thought perhaps that his daughter would find not a welcome. “Sorry to be so terribly rude, Martin. There was still in his heart that fierce anger which demands physical expression; but he had to consider Ruth in all phases. I will not be persecuted in this way by you. When other kids got sick at school, they always had Moms who would rescue them within minutes. Such was his fury, that if he had not been restrained by the presence of the two turnkeys, he might perhaps have anticipated the course of justice, by laying violent hands upon his victim. It had been discussed in silence.
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