’ *** In the cosy little parlour that Pottiswick rarely used, Melusine paced restlessly to and fro. She felt surges of longing escape every corner of her flesh. “And what is it all about, Veronica?” he asked, with a deliberate note of irony, looking at her a little quizzically over his glasses. The class of guests we have are all permanent, and I am obliged to be very careful indeed. “We’re going to be found out someday. The first was to break a dinner engagement. I can vouch for that. They steal over to Copeley's at night and dispose of the pearl for cash. Ha!" exclaimed the stranger, as shouts and other vociferations resounded at no great distance along the thoroughfare, "not a moment is to be lost.
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