’ ‘Truly?’ Melusine said excitedly. Sheppard was no sooner alone than she fell upon her knees by the side of the couch, and poured forth her heart in prayer. It was the first—and the last! At this juncture, the handle of the door was tried, and the voice of Mr. ’ ‘No, miss,’ cut in Kimble. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing.
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