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“I think,” he said, “I was a little too mystical about beauty the other day. ’ ‘We are not all of us so empty-headed, Melusine,’ pleaded Miss Froxfield. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a faint shudder stir her shoulders. Probably a sick man's whim. Well, whenever you say, I promise to do away with the mystery. He wondered if, after all, McClintock wasn't nearest the truth, that Ruth was one of those unfortunate yet innocent women who make havoc with the hearts of men. ’ ‘That’s fortunate,’ murmured Lucilla. But they been good to me, they have, sir. Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality. Then he opened them again suddenly, to find Courtlaw still by his side. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked.
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