” She whispered. ‘When we met probably, and you threatened me at the first. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. Wild, he asserted, had robbed him of a large sum of money, and till it was restored he would never plead. She found an old drunk wandering the streets. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. . Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. There he was, standing with a group of men who she presumed to be the other richest men in the world.
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