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. Dolby was portly and handsome. . ’ ‘Sport!’ grumbled her betrothed, but he accompanied them across the ballroom all the same. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. When next he asked for her, some twelve hours later, he was told that Mademoiselle had left. Her heart in her mouth, hoping against hope, Melusine made her way back to where she had left the boy. Her words, as she said them, seemed to her to mean nothing, and there was so much that struggled for expression.
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