Chapter VII MISS PELLISSIER’S SUSPICIONS “Anna!” Anna kissed her sister and nodded to her aunt. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. “And here’s where John creates his crazy experiments. As Leonardo had himself pronounced, who better than a mountebank to teach of the perils awaiting the unwary? Who better than a wastrel to demonstrate the worth of thrift? And who could instruct better in the matter of affections than one who had thrown them away? ‘If he had loved me,’ she said, in the flat tone she had learned to use to conceal her vulnerable heart, ‘he would have left me at Remenham House to live a life of an English lady. But what a monster was this Emile. 'Sdeath! what can I have done with it? Oh! here it is," cried Hogarth, picking it from the ground. I have proofs of many things that can endanger you. The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal at all.
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