’ The sergeant’s air became positively avuncular. And she found herself able to do nothing of the sort. She yielded it without protest, as though unconsciously. "I can't say I did," replied Wood, somewhat reluctantly; "what with the confusion incident to the storm, and the subsequent press of business, I put it off till it was too late. “Look after her! Why not? But you have done it all your life. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. ’ Melusine did not reply. ’ ‘That’s exactly what I’m afraid of. ” She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse, advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry canes.
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