“I believe she’s dressing up-stairs—now. ” “That’s rather a fine sort of holiday!” He made no answer for three or four seconds. The ladies were, as usual, very gaily dressed; and as usual, also, had resorted to art to heighten their attractions— From patches, justly placed, they borrow'd graces, And with vermilion lacquer'd o'er their faces. And now for the fawney— the ring I mean. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. She had once reconciled in her mind that she was happy as long as she had him. Were any thing to happen to him, Newgate wouldn't be what it is, nor Tyburn either. Suddenly the Wastrel took hold of the edge and flung the table aside. “Good luck! Good luck!” She waved from the window until the bend hid him. CHAPTER XXVI.
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