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Good looks, with a melancholy cast,
always drew sentimental females. “You do look really
nice. "I don't know," she answered vaguely. ”
“Oh, Drummond’s dinner!” she repeated. “I might go home, I don’t know. His
shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were
stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his
head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged
hat. “I wish,” she said, “that you would leave off looking at me as though I were
something grisly. Cheveney was looking after her, I think, then. Things now began to wear so serious a aspect that a messenger was secretly
despatched to the Savoy for troops, and in half an hour a regiment of the guards
arrived, who by dint of great exertion succeeded in partially dispersing the
tumultuous assemblage. ‘Do not smile at me and try to make me not angry any more,’ Melusine
warned, ‘for I am very angry indeed with you. A remittance man. ‘Can’t see a thing. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make
you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of
life. You have
changed from the veriest butterfly to a woman—you wear different clothes, you
have the air of another world. ‘Don’t even think of it,’ warned Gerald, in the voice generally reserved for his
men.
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