‘And she’s—’ She broke off, a sudden light in her eyes. "I cannot break my vow. ‘Now then, my girl, why the long face?’ Melusine had no hesitation in placing her trouble before her old nurse, for it was Martha who had made her aware of her true history. She was sore with the perplexities of her preposterous position. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. John’s father piped up, bored with the conversation, and asked, “Where do you get your blue eyes, Lucy? What nationality are you?” “I’m mostly Italian, but I get my blue eyes from my mother, who was Gypsy. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. ’ Melusine’s eyes narrowed and she drew back. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly.
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