’ ‘I find that difficult to believe,’ snapped the general, jerking to and fro as his agitation mounted. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks. He stirred continually, thrusting his legs about and flinging his arms above his head. She fell asleep instantaneously, fatigued from weeks of exhaustion. ’ ‘Miss Melusine Charvill,’ he repeated, ‘is a convent-bred genteel girl, who is in all probability the granddaughter of General Lord Charvill. CHAPTER IV The tourists returned to the Sha-mien at four o'clock. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. Even the stars were strangers. Essentially the talk was a mixture of fragments of sentences heard, of passages read, or arguments indicated rather than stated, and all of it was served in a sauce of strange enthusiasm, thin yet intense. You bring me this grandfather, whom you know well I do not in the least wish to see, for I have told you so. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. The old man Pottiswick, still grumbling, much to Melusine’s disgust, had gone on his errand to his daughter’s house some two miles distant.
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