“Anna!” he exclaimed hoarsely. She dumped him because she claimed she didn’t want him to go any farther. “You propose, then,” she remarked, “that I shall still be saddled with a pseudo husband. . And you tell me that the reason you are doing all this is so that you can marry an Englishman!’ Melusine giggled. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. The Night-Cellar. He sat up in his chair again, the colour came back to his cheeks.
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