“I will put the question,” Drummond said gravely. His title has descended to Rowland: his estates to Aliva. “So far you’ve got me and I you. Another picture slid across her vision. ‘You would say that already then you love me?’ His glance was a caress and Melusine’s resolve weakened. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. . . Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work. But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel.
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