But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. ’ Melusine hardly dared believe she had heard him aright. “What were you trying to do?” Lucy asked. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. No one seeing you together could doubt that she is your granddaughter. Hot coffee and cakes were sent in to them in the morning by some intelligent sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. Sir John felt and looked several years younger. But it was extraordinary what seemingly irrelevant things could restore her to the thought of Capes again. ‘You’re the most troublesome wretch I’ve ever encountered,’ he told her bitterly.
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