CHAPTER XXIX. The Ragged Edge. She tried
to keep her side up by declaring that he had put her into an impossible position,
and he replied by shouting, “Nonsense! Nonsense! Any father in my place would
have done what I did. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his
heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. Sir James Thornhill, then, rose. 192
Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. And Gerald—
Melusine swallowed on an unaccountable lump in her throat. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. We are not animals. He had thought it might
have that effect. He put his arms around
her in a circular embrace. ‘And if it is true that you love me, I do
not know why it is that you do not kiss me again at once.
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