’ ‘Back?’ Melusine put a hand to her aching temple. ’ The lodgekeeper’s jaw fell open. Jack had brought away the bunch of keys which he had taken from Quilt Arnold, but, none of them would open it. On Saturday he went to that there Mr Charvill’s house. Beneath the serene unconcern of Ann Veronica’s face was a boiling tumult. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. ’ ‘Of what use to be ladylike when I cannot be a lady?’ ‘None of that. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. And if he would, I would not subject him to the annoyance.
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