I trust that she will not misunderstand me. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. The area was sparsely populated. He had kissed his wife on the mouth … and had been horrified! There was real madness somewhere along this road. Bah! She does not know me very well, and you—not at all. I mystify you; I can see that. Slowly, he drew back his head and looked into her face. ‘Marry an Englishman! Which Englishman?’ Melusine shrugged. He learnt that his sister was privately married—the name or rank of her husband could not be ascertained—and living in retirement in an obscure dwelling in the Borough, where she had given birth to a son.
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