’
‘Do not hope it,’ returned Melusine, snapping uncontrollably. Sheppard, raising herself, and looking at him as if her life
depended upon the answer. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring;
she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of
an eye, an utter stranger. She walked straight across to the wardrobe and opened it. Considering his convictions he felt that his
remark was a generous one. . Go away now, there’s a good lad. That’s—
that’s my private life. Forgive me?” She
pleaded. “Your home is very. "
And, with this generous resolve, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Arrest!
arrest! help! help!" seconding the words with a shrill and peculiar cry, well
known at the time to the inhabitants of the quarter in which it was uttered. But this wild scheme was speedily abandoned; and, nerved by despair,
the carpenter resolved to hazard an attempt, from the execution, almost from the
contemplation, of which he had hitherto shrunk. Immediately the
"boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to
clear the way.
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