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Gerald had himself told her that this Prudence will present her to society as Melusine Charvill. Dear me, what a difference it has made! No one would ever think that we were sisters. This young man, whose features, though rather plain and coarse, bore the strongest impress of genius, and who had a dark gray, penetrating eye, so quick in its glances that it seemed to survey twenty objects at once, and yet only to fasten upon one, bore the honoured name of William Hogarth. Ennison seemed to feel already the shadow of tragedy approaching. She felt the need to get dressed, sensing that his parents would be home soon. I doubt I hold any interest for him anymore. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic.
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