Sheppard!" sighed Winifred, as she contemplated the beautiful wreck before her,—"Poor Mrs. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. Melusine, starved of colour for years, revelled in it.
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