At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. Was the man debating whether or no to tell the truth? A grimace played about Valade’s mouth and the general waited, maintaining his own rigid pose. At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it. Leave Martin Chen and his family alone. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. This farewell had been particularly distasteful to him. But you must leave us now, dear Winny, Jack and I have something to settle between ourselves.
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