" "Would you like to have me read to you?" He did not answer. "I can't hold it much longer—it'll break my wrist. Go away,’ came fretfully from Prudence Sindlesham, and Melusine heaved a sigh as she looked towards the butler, who was making his stately way to the door. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. It was Ennison who for the rest of his visit was quiet and subdued.
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