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"Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. Melusine felt the calloused hand grasp around hers. Earles attended her obsequiously to the door. You'll never be guided by me—never!" "Indeed, my love, you're entirely mistaken," returned the carpenter, endeavouring to deprecate his wife's rising resentment by the softest looks, and the meekest deportment. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. "Another moment, and it'll be too late. Wood—and after him came his daughter. ” She was frightened—his anger always did frighten her—and in her resolve to conceal her fright she carried a queen-like dignity to what she felt even at the time was a preposterous pitch. ’ ‘I will tell you how I make that out,’ Melusine said fiercely. Yet he was in a state of hopeless bewilderment.
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