. “What do you mean, Annabel? You only knew Mr. "
"Wood's daughter, I suppose?" observed the other. A
full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of
"right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him
of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and
bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. He could think about it
later. "I was about to add," continued Gay, "that my opera shall have no music except
the good old ballad tunes. Swiftly he looked
back to Melusine and found she had whisked to the window, dragging a pocket
handkerchief from her sleeve and hastily blowing her nose. All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid
hold of him.
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