The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. "Get from under it, Jack!" vociferated Thames. She came quickly into the little parlour, which now seemed inordinately crowded, and coming up to Melusine, seized her hands in a warm clasp. She answered him almost coldly. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully. " "How!" ejaculated Trenchard, starting back and drawing his sword.
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