Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his
business. ”
Then it was her father issued his ultimatum. "I've been wondering, until this morning, if you were real. ’
A hand seemed to grip in Melusine’s chest and she hit out. "
"Are you man, or fiend?" exclaimed Trenchard, staring at the stranger, as he
concluded his narration. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her
complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably,
by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes
which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely
more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. He may not be able to eat tin-cans, but he
tries to. ’
‘Ah, you know about that, then?’
‘That much, yes.
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