It would not be possible otherwise to live in daily contact with this level-eyed, lovely girl without loving her. “This isn’t furtive,” said Ann Veronica. Drawing a pistol, and unclosing his lantern with the quickness of thought, he then burst through an open trap-door into a small loft. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. Perhaps Ramage was the more astonished. If ever she felt fatigue in these long tramps which had already taken her half over London, she never admitted it. Only last night she saw me, and there was horror in her eyes. ’ ‘You say—what?’ gasped Melusine.
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