’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. "There's another instance of your wilfulness and want of taste. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. Well, my dear, it is time you stopped wallowing in your sorrows like a common wretch. " The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action. Shocked, Melusine shot out of that blanketing warmth of sensation. But Jonathan, fixing a terrible look upon him, cried.
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