"You'll find her quiet enough to-day, Sir," observed the woman, as they walked
along; "but she has been very outrageous latterly. ”
Ennison looked steadily at the cigarette which he was tapping on his forefinger. ‘What are you going to do now, child?’
Melusine sighed away the last of her distress. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar
opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather
attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the
blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round
his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her
gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. ”
“That’s horrible!” He gasped. I will permit you to rescue me. I
know how bad it feels. And it had not shocked her! It was this appalling absence of indignation that had
put terror into her heart. She continued to fan herself.
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