’ Gerald did not speak, but there was a look in his face that made Melusine glad she had at last had the courage to confide in him. Gerald did not know who she was, but he knew who she was not. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. She had treated him badly; she had hurt him and her aunt; she had done wrong by their standards, and she would never persuade them that she had done right. That is, if Spurlock had been throwing money about, which was more than likely. " "Her ladyship will pass through it?" "Of course; there's no other way. I’d to go to Remenham House as well, and show Pottiswick your letter of authorisation. " CHAPTER XIII.
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