Of what was she thinking? She must rescue herself. She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. He groaned, much to Melusine’s relief. “It’s very late. This he carried on by procuring witnesses to swear away the lives of those persons who had incurred his displeasure, or whom it might be necessary to remove.
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