‘Does Charvill know that this Melusine of yours is here?’
The question distracted Gerald. Such was the hubbub and tumult around him,
that the carpenter could not hear its plunge into the flood. The foremost, tall, clean-shaven, perfectly groomed, half extended
his hand with a smile of recognition. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. “No power on earth will
persuade me we’re not two rather disreputable persons. I never yet heard of a Christians
as was named after the Shannon or the Liffy; and the Thames is no better than a
dhurty puddle, compared wi' them two noble strames. That was one of the compensations for
having consigned himself to this part of the world. Daily contact with actual
human beings all the more inclined her toward the imaginative. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen
into her face.
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