" "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. Indeed I must. ’ She seemed to recollect herself suddenly. We LIKED each other well enough. Instead, he could not get beyond these minor details—why she wore the dress, whence she had come, and whither she was bound. . And by degrees, perhaps, that maiden distrust of yours that makes you shrink from my kisses, will vanish. ‘The wretch said nothing to anyone. In the matter of his conscience he was primitive; and for an educated man to become primitive is to become something of a child. \"But nothing is going to happen. ’ Melusine’s voice petered out. "And now, widow," he continued, "attend to the next verse, for it consarns a friend o' yours.
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