Melusine ripped strips off her under-petticoats and fashioned a pad, which
she bandaged as tightly as she could over the wound, working swiftly,
unperturbed by the gore. When Jack came to speak of Jonathan Wild, his countenance fell. ”
He was very indifferent. "
"What is it?" asked the poor woman. The thousand voices which a few moments before had
been so clamorous were now hushed. This year—I’ve got it
badly. But it would serve. If I had
known that you were here you should not have been kept waiting for a second. The scrutiny of
any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. Are you going to write a novel?”
“Not I,” she answered gaily. She
jumped up at once, caught up a leather clutch containing notebooks, a fat textbook, and a chocolate-and-yellow-covered pamphlet, and leaped neatly from the
carriage, only to discover that the train was slowing down and that she had to
traverse the full length of the platform past it again as the result of her
precipitation. “No, no,” she cried. And here
he was first visited by that genius which, in his subsequent career, prompted him
to so many bold and successful attempts.
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