“You appear,” she said, without any sign of anger in her tone, and with unruffled composure, “to be a very impertinent person. “Yes, John. ‘You mean that there is a rival Melusine to the one he has heard about? He does not. If you knew anything about Canton ware, you were, as like as not, sorely tempted to stuff a teacup into your pocket. Still, her face never betrayed this distraction. I firmly believe that she is as straight as a die. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. She felt pride sashay into her thoughts. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. “I will tell you when to stop. Wood—and after him came his daughter.
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