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” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. Ruth sighed; Spurlock stood up and drew his hand across his forehead as if awakening from a dream. “I’m sorry, ma’am, to seem the cause of any disturbance, but this,” he pointed to Anna, “is my wife. ‘Come along. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. I had already won wars and sailed ships to distant lands by the time I was thirty. We have seen pitted cheeks, which we would not exchange for dimples and a satin skin. One swift glance about the room, and a sensation of grim foreboding swept through him. The other bona roba, known amongst her companions as Mistress Poll Maggot, was a beauty on a much larger scale,—in fact, a perfect Amazon. She had never felt so acutely the desire for free initiative, for a life unhampered by others. Yet every now and then, during the progress of the meal, his attention apparently wandered, and leaning forward he glanced covertly at Anna with a curious mixture of expressions on his face. ” “You know all?” “Your sister has told me. ’ He paused, but Melusine caught the inference. . I understand.
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