He hated the taste of it. ‘Where was I? Oh yes. Beautiful sculptures of sugar and almond paste decorated the long tables, delicate replicas of flowers and miniature animals, even a small Palazzo sculpted from cakes graced the table. "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. ’ A multitude of changes flitted across Melusine’s features as she stood there for a space, unusually silent. For a time he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation. I’d need to be out of my senses.
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