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Melusine sighed with frustration. Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. White would not approve of callers. " "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise. ” “Very sad—very sad indeed,” he remarked uneasily. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. Her head dangled unnaturally for an instant, unleashed from its moorings, then sank to join her husband’s on the floor. Apparently, Jonathan perceived he was an object of scrutiny; for, hastily dismissing his attendant, he walked towards the knight.
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