Little by little, she stopped hating him. “Now here hath been dawning another blue day; I’m just a poor woman, please take it away. ‘You do not want to be a nun,’ he said now, and Melusine noted with a prick at her senses the irritation in his tone. And what was singular she did not recount to the doctor that morning's adventure. Too bad he’s not interested in any girl who’s not a musician. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. "You'll not be offended, I hope," returned Wood, drily, "if I say that your voice, your manner, and, above all, your very extraordinary way of laughing, put me strangely in mind of one of the 'droll dogs,' (as you term them,) who helped to perpetrate the outrage I've just described. How I could have been such a fool I’ll never know. ’ He sighed, spread his hands quite in her own manner, and fluttered his lashes. In his desire to be emphatic and to avenge himself for his over-night distresses, he speedily became brutal, more brutal than she had ever known him before.
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