Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. Howsomdever, if you should reach t'other side, take an old feller's advice, and don't be foolhardy enough to venter back again. She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. Melusine was silent, revolving this outcome in her mind as she stared at Roding, who was frowning at her in a puzzled way. Now I have done something for which you might be pardoned if you did kill me.
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