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Hogarth, didn't I see
you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?"
"Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. “Yes, I remember you now. ” He moved
himself from the recliner to the couch and patted a
cushion. He glanced down between the still narrow distance that lay between Melusine
and himself, and discovered her hand there, a very small dagger within it. ‘Knew you had the lad with
you, and thought you were merely delayed. Maggot. Pshaw!" added he, making an effort to subdue his emotion, "I
can't leave you in this way. She let her mind run into dreams of that cloud paradise of an altered world in
which the Goopes and Minivers, the Fabians and reforming people believed. On the one hand, she seemed to think plainly and
simply, and would talk serenely and freely about topics that most women have
been trained either to avoid or conceal; and on the other she was unconscious, or
else she had an air of being unconscious—that was the riddle—to all sorts of
personal applications that almost any girl or woman, one might have thought,
would have made. I am sure
I never enjoyed so much popularity in my life.
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