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She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains. As soon as the cavalcade stopped, the sexton advanced, and, ringing a handbell, pronounced the following admonition. "Here is my purse; and I trust you will let me know to whom I am indebted for this important service. I do not think you quite understand my ideals or what is becoming as between father and daughter. This left Spurlock alone. ’ ‘Yes, do so,’ rejoined Melusine enthusiastically. "But to the point," continued Wild, unconscious of the peril in which the remark had placed him,—"to the point. If you were ten years younger, you'd have me wondering. What has been the matter?” “Toothache,” he answered laconically.
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