It was not as bad a wound as she had at first thought, and the blood was only oozing now. Whence she came,—who she was,—and what she wanted,—were questions which naturally suggested themselves to Blueskin, and he was about to seek for some explanation, when his curiosity was checked by a gesture of silence from the lady. She had eaten little or no tea, and her mid-day meal had been worse than nothing. Wood, when he does return, I'd send him about his business. And if you’ve any notion—’ ‘Yes, it is upstairs,’ Melusine agreed, crossing to the library door. “Are we interrupting anything?” “No!” Martin jumped slightly. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master.
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