’ Mrs Sindlesham’s lips twitched. Let us be friends—as near and close as friends can be. "Let us fly from this frightful place. Altogether, it was a hideous and revolting sight. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. Turning to Melusine, he grabbed both her wrists and held her away from him, as if afraid that she might go for him. She had never had a pet, never had a real doll. Conscience was always digging sudden pits for his feet and common sense ridiculing his fears. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. A smile trembled at the corners of her mouth as she recalled Gerald’s ridiculous upbraiding of his own reflection in the mirror. Meanwhile, she was spirited away from John and bombarded by half-familiar people who attempted to chat with her above the roar of the crowd.
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