There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. Melusine flew after him, the sword held out before her and pointing directly at his retreating back. She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony. My mother really wants to meet you. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. Perhaps you will explain the state of panic into which I seem to have thrown you. ’ ‘I thought you were dead,’ Melusine confided. She has had offers innumerable; for where wealth and beauty are combined, as in her instance, suitors are seldom wanting. The very blank, however, affected him more deeply than if it had been left.
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