. Her aunt was a long time before she answered. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. “Odd little room,” said Ann Veronica, dimly apprehending that obtrusive sofa. She came quickly into the little parlour, which now seemed inordinately crowded, and coming up to Melusine, seized her hands in a warm clasp. The boy she had loved was gone. No great lover of state or state costume at any time, he was generally, towards the close of an evening, completely in dishabille, and in this condition he now presented himself to his subjects. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously.
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