He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. Her glasses moved quickly as her glance travelled from face to face. Once he chuckled aloud. ’ ‘What?’ squeaked Kimble. ‘Melusine…Melusine. By this time, Jonathan and the vast mob attending him, had come up, and the place was rendered almost as light as day by the links. John knew everybody, it seemed. No doubt she was wondering what he had done in Charvill’s house and what he intended now.
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