The Iron Bar 397 XVIII. ’ They passed through a little antechamber, and Melusine sighed with relief as she entered the library next door. I thought Bess would have cried her pretty eyes out when she heard you was nabbed. —'Why, hang every bailiff that sets a foot in your territories, and you're safe,' says I. Upon my word—you are Miss Pellissier, aren’t you?” “I certainly am,” she admitted. Both of them. He was a thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. You see—I didn’t understand. The gong will go at seven-thirty. Melusine got to her feet and, tucking her shoulder under his arm on the uninjured side, put her arm about him to hold his waist, and thus contrived to take most of his weight.
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