There was some justification for her annoyance, for negotiation of the secret passage demanded either a stout heart, or a desperate one. The arrival of the cart at the end of Field Lane, appeared the signal for an attempt at rescue. At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his table at her. “I tell you it was a lie!” he shouted wildly. “The wrappered life-discipline! One comes to that at last. Let’s go. I don’t want to Bowdlerize Shakespeare. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. ‘Possibly,’ he said. ‘Pardon, mademoiselle, but perhaps your father went to England, after all, and —’ ‘My father went to Italy,’ interrupted Melusine, her heart tightening with the familiar sensation of loss.
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