9. "
"What am I to do to earn it?" asked Blueskin, with a disgusting leer,—"cut a
throat—or throw myself at your feet—eh, my dear?"
"Give me that child," returned the lady, with difficulty overcoming the loathing
inspired by the ruffian's familiarity. You're a queer lad. ‘What was Leonardo to you?’
Melusine was instantly on the defensive. Wood, reproachfully, as
they returned to the parlour. She could not resist enduing persons she met with the noble
attributes of the fictional characters. ‘Where is there that I can go?’
All at once Alderley felt acutely suspicious. He looked at her
guiltily. Predictably, Charvill turned on him. Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed
than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss
to recognise the carpenter's daughter. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in
pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. The sky was cloudless, effulgent blue. I am going to smoke a little here, and then I shall go to the study.
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