‘I should have thought it was obvious. ‘At this present, I must appropriate Lady Bicknacre. He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. He drew compellingly upon his new characters to keep him out of this melancholy channel; but they ebbed and ebbed; he could not hold them. ‘So this is Pottiswick’s French spy. And afterwards! Sir John drew his cigar from his lips, and looked upwards where the white-lights flashed strangely amongst the deep cool green of the lime-trees. ’ ‘But why?’ asked Melusine, astonished, and somewhat overwhelmed by the other girl’s volubility. “There is some mystery about you both,” he exclaimed, with sudden earnestness. "I wonder if you will understand what this kindness means to me? I am so terribly wise—and so wofully ignorant!" CHAPTER XII The doctor shifted his books and magazines to the crook of his elbow.
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