The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. So I fear there's little chance of any one getting it. And if you’ve any notion—’ ‘Yes, it is upstairs,’ Melusine agreed, crossing to the library door. In fact, Gerald had given order to the coachman to drive out of Golden Square and then stop around the corner. “I am much obliged to you,” he said. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes. My little maidservant will think that I am lost. Of course there are, millions of them.
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