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Herculis was
surrounded by an archipelago, which local chroniclers had
claimed was teeming with mermaids. Chapter XX
ANNA’S SURRENDER
“This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a
moment the golden bubbles. "
"He then," continued the woollen-draper, "is no longer considered—"
"How, Sir?" cried Thames, advancing, "what is the meaning of your reference to
my name? Have you dared to insult this lady? If so—"
"Insult her!" replied Kneebone, rising, and endeavouring to hide his
embarrassment under a look of defiance. "Jack Sheppard knows this house, I believe, Sir," observed Shotbolt. ’
‘Parbleu,’ burst from Melusine indignantly. "Eggs for me! You
mistake, child. There's a friend of Sir James—a young man, an engraver of
masquerade tickets and caricatures,—his name I believe is Hogarth. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint
innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling. “And think, think”—her voice sank
—“of the horrible coarseness!”
“What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica.
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