Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. Purney's hand-writing," said Jack, advancing, "and can at once decide whether this is a forgery or not. ’ ‘Was it yours?’ Insulted beyond bearing, Melusine lost her temper. She drifted back into the welcoming arms of sleep, feeling herself surrounded in silk. ’ Trodger eyed her with suspicion. unless a copyright notice is included. In all this world there was no sacred ground that said to her: Return! She was of all human beings the most lonely. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. You are the High Priestess of Life. “I wish you didn’t. I want my freedom. "But, let that pass. And she would have rushed to him, if she had not been forcibly withheld by her son. Well, I don’t think that’s fair.
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