’ ‘You say—what?’ gasped Melusine. ’ He added on a teasing note, ‘Though if there’s anything suspicious we can always get the key from Pottiswick. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. One of them was a stout square-built man, with a singularly swarthy complexion, and harsh forbidding features. ’ He scratched his chin as if he thought about it, but covertly kept a careful study of what he could see of her face. “You haven’t come here to make a lot of difficulties?” she asked. I hope that James will not be long with that whisky and Apollinaris.
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