What isn’t a day-dream is this: that you and I are going to put an end to flummery—and go!” “Go!” said Ann Veronica, clenching her hands. And they pay her. It looked as if it had taken its world for granted and prospered on that assumption—a world in which children were trained to obey their elders and the wills of women over-ruled as a matter of course. Even her debt to him was a triviality now. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city. Accordingly, having given Wood such directions as he thought necessary for his guidance, and received a handsome gratuity in return for his services, he departed. Melusine—the real Melusine—evidently did not see him immediately, for her attention was on her descent from the high vehicle. During that period she has been a model of propriety. The girl in the forward chair raised herself a little, the better to see the gorgeous blue palanquin of the dimly visible bride. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling. Ray did not pace, he just stood.
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