The thought of
their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact—
disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. Oh, Mr Jarvis paid no mind,’ she added hastily, as if
expecting disapproval. "That's odd. ” She
patted his arm and wiped her tears away. His features
were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little
shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy
contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of
substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own
dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that
distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which
we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. Oh God! pardon me. Rage flooded her at his intent, but she controlled it. Her heart in her mouth, hoping against hope, Melusine made her way back to
where she had left the boy.
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