He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. Something softened in Melusine’s chest. You shall behold him. It is my business to know most people. The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a friendly American bar-keep to talk to. “You see you do not know how much of truth there is in his story. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. ’ Melusine was beginning to fill with dread and a burgeoning of anger as the meaning behind his words began to penetrate. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had seen a strange thing.
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