“You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. “You see,” she said,
very gently, “I AM going. Pah! Damned Frenchified—’
‘If you say again,’ threatened Melusine, moving to meet him like a jungle cat
poised for the kill, ‘this scorn of a thing French, monsieur le baron, I shall be
compelled to give you this apoplexy of which she speaks, madame. ‘Then he went stark staring crazy, if you ask me. He's more like a lord than—"
As she spoke, steps were heard approaching; the door was thrown open, and a
young man marched boldly into the room. The Denunciation. John laughed even
harder, his eyes misting over. As
soon, however, as the last solemn rites were over, and the remains of the
unfortunate woman committed to their final resting-place in Willesden
churchyard, his firmness completely deserted him, and he sank beneath the
weight of his affliction. He was in the house with his mother. Wood.
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