"Stolen by a gipsy when scarcely five years
old, Constance Trenchard, after various vicissitudes, was carried to London,
where she lived in great poverty, with the dregs of society. net
Transcribers Note: Obvious typesetter errors from the original corrected in this
etext. ’
A hand seemed to grip in Melusine’s chest and she hit out. I asked him—to take me away. She made no attempt to answer her sister’s question. ‘Oh no, you don’t,’ said Gerald in a low tone. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO
exist! You have this home. "
"Dear sister——"
"I should die happy, if I could behold my child. Gianfrancesco had been talked into the arrangement only
because the drivers that had handled the job for
generations were sick or dead. 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.
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