The rejection caught him like a slap in the face. He left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters. The waterman sheltered his mouth with his hand while he spoke, or his voice would have been carried away by the violence of the blast. Good riddance. Trust you. He had forgiven everybody. The latter formed by far the most knavish-looking and unprepossessing portion of the assemblage. After dinner Ann Veronica went into the drawing-room with Miss Stanley, and her father went up to his den for his pipe and pensive petrography. She came quickly into the little parlour, which now seemed inordinately crowded, and coming up to Melusine, seized her hands in a warm clasp.
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