’ ‘Melusine,’ repeated the old lady. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. “What do we want? What is the goal?” asked Ann Veronica. She held out her arm straight before her, and turned her hand this way and that. Oaths exploded like shells from a battery in full fire, accompanied by threats of direst vengeance against the individuals who had maltreated them. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed, in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount. " "Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land lies.
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