Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. ’ ‘Yes, she will. She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. ‘And I am very glad you did this bad thing, because if not, who would take care of me?’ Martha shook her head, and Melusine spied wetness again in her eyes, although they met hers bravely. " "Poh! poh! say no more about it," rejoined the man hastily. "Put it under my pillow," he said.
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