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He sent a speculative glance at the
immobile yellow face. “Please don’t be sad. "Of course," rejoined the bystander, who had just spoken, and who was of a
cynical turn,—"the greater the rascal, the better they like him. Sir John
followed her gaze, and also saw them. She was watching him intently. Later in the evening she heard him whistling, poor
man!
She felt very restless and excited. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were
placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed
by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:—
"Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
And laughs to think Monroe would take her down,
Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand,
Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. Stanley. Her neck was
smeared with red and remorse flooded him. "
Sir Rowland caught at a chair for support, and passed his hand across his brow,
on which the damp had gathered thickly. ’
‘Better than to live at the hands of a villainous blackmailer,’ Melusine threw at
him. ’
‘You need not be a nun,’ he said, leaning towards her.
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