She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. ’ Melusine’s voice petered out. “Very well,” he said. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. The man turned at the exclamation, and so did several of the bystanders; but they could not make out who had uttered it. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. But also this must not go on. He was evidently nervous, and very anxious to be impressive; his projecting eyes sought to dominate. “You see, father,” she said, “it isn’t only this affair of the dance.
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