While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. Egad! I shall make a good thing of it. ’ ‘How shocking,’ Gerald returned, grinning. ‘Merci,’ Melusine said, and smiled. “Too greasy for me. It simply doesn’t count. ‘You’ve found her out?’ ‘Tell us at once,’ urged Miss Froxfield. Or else I would have finished him.
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