Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. “I may not see the Widgetts for some little time, father,” she said. A wooden balcony in one of the adjoining houses was thronged with ladies, all of whom appeared to take a lively interest in the scene, and to be full of commiseration for the criminal, not, perhaps, unmixed with admiration of his appearance. ‘Lawks-a-mussy! It’s Miss Mary. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. "All I want is to be happy!" she said aloud, as if she were asking for something of such ordinary value that God would readily accord it to her because there was so little demand for the commodity. White’s,” she said, “and if he is going to persist in this delusion, we cannot both remain here.
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