. He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. She had begun alone. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. ‘Will you—what was it?—“blow off his head”?’ Melusine eyed her, a little uncertain. ” “I positively insist upon knowing,” she declared cheerfully. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. ” “It is very nice of you to think of it,” Anna said briskly. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. ‘He could have little comfort there, indeed. The soldiers! They must not find her here. . I have suffered—I have sinned—I have repented.
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