Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. Gravely he placed them in his aunt's hand. I can never be grateful enough. ‘Will you—what was it?—“blow off his head”?’ Melusine eyed her, a little uncertain. ‘Do please continue,’ Gerald begged, deceptively docile. I want to fill it with fine and precious things. For a few minutes he kept them at bay. Her faculties seemed for a moment numbed.
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