She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield Street. You say you love me and want to marry, but those are strong, potent words, words meant to last a lifetime. Her companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black sheath by his side. ’ ‘Miss Melusine Charvill,’ he repeated, ‘is a convent-bred genteel girl, who is in all probability the granddaughter of General Lord Charvill. . . Or else he was indeed obsessed.
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