’ ‘I suppose you want to take her along as well as that infernal stolen horse?’ said Hilary sarcastically. I've sent for the priest. Lord Charvill’s sense of justice would not, however, allow him to repudiate his granddaughter, if indeed this female proved to be the infant lost to the family so many years ago. She paused for a moment. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself. Even now he was not at all sure that she was not playing with him. Five minutes ago, his butler had entered the green saloon, an austere apartment, with dark forest-green wallpaper flocked with a swirling design, and heavy mahogany furniture. I have come to you for sympathy, perhaps for help. ’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. ’ About to hurry from the little parlour, Melusine remembered Mrs Ibstock.
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