"The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. She wet some absorbent cotton with alcohol and refreshed his face and neck. ’ Melusine remembered a thin man of sour aspect, living—like her father and his wife Suzanne—off the vicomte’s bounty. Melusine started back, blinking. Little by little, she stopped hating him. It comforts him when he is most forlorn.
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