She's not mischievous—and besides she's chained, and can't reach you. "I am very wicked," she said. "And now, in return for your liberality, I'll inform you of a secret with which it is important you should be acquainted. “Well?” he asked her tersely. “I can teach them so many things! Music, Latin, mathematics! Please do not take my Anna and Fritz away!” It was of no use. See what your misconduct has deprived you of —see what you might have been. She was pensive and thoughtful. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. Melusine could not wish either to know how their kindness served only to emphasise the lack in her life ensuing from Gerald’s continued absence.
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