"Married!—no—no," replied the woollen-draper. But at the word “home” she turned again. What a treat to see all the old tabbies taken at fault for once!’ ‘You are a dreadful child,’ scolded Mrs Sindlesham, with which Melusine could not but agree, despite the dimple rioting in her great-aunt’s cheek. “I suppose all life is an affair of chances. ” “There was a time when girls didn’t get these extravagant ideas. A smile trembled at the corners of her mouth as she recalled Gerald’s ridiculous upbraiding of his own reflection in the mirror. We meant to make it dinner and a theatre, but you were not home. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing.
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