’ Melusine jumped up, full of new hope, all the earlier clouds vanishing from her horizon. She had known that Remenham House would be deserted, for Martha—released, as she had carefully explained to her charge, by her vows to God from servitude and obedience to Nicholas Charvill, a mere mortal—had begun a correspondence with a friend of her youth, Mrs Joan Ibstock, née Pottiswick. But, egad! I believe he will. She had fallen asleep. Near the door stood a pile of deal planks, behind which the carpenter ensconced himself in order to reconnoitre, unobserved, the proceedings of his idle apprentice. ’ ‘Oh, she’ll be safe enough, Gerald. And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. They cleaned up the mess as best they could and she went home with him docilely. ’ For the space of half a minute, Gerald continued to scowl in silent frustration. She heard them diving after her, and noted their starting eyes as they spied the opened panel.
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