155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning. ‘What can I do, miss?’ ‘Nothing at all,’ cried Melusine. Terror had laid a paralyzing hand upon her, fear kept her almost unconscious of the curious glances which she was continually attracting. Mama will be expecting me. I must apologize for disturbing you at such an unseemly hour, but I should be very much obliged if Miss Pellissier would allow me a few minutes’ conversation. ’ ‘Melusine,’ repeated the old lady. She sat down by the paperrack with a general feeling of resemblance to Vivie Warren, and looked through the Morning Post and Standard and Telegraph, and afterward the half-penny sheets. ‘Grace à vous, I am compelled to rescue myself. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. Where Saint Giles' church stands, once a lazar-house stood; And, chain'd to its gates, was a vessel of wood; A broad-bottom'd bowl, from which all the fine fellows, Who pass'd by that spot, on their way to the gallows, Might tipple strong beer, Their spirits to cheer, And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles! II.
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