’ ‘But I have still a dagger,’ Melusine warned. His features were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. He turned in at the club. Do you see the time?” “I may come and see you?” Ennison asked, as his hand touched hers. He was tall, slender, and suave.
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