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Le Fanu, Joseph Sheridan, 1814-1873

"Uncle Silas A Tale of Bartram-Haugh"

Now be so good as to leave me.'
Madame seemed to be in a strange perplexity. She bridled up, dried her eyes
fiercely, and dropped a great courtesy, and then sailed away towards the
door. Before reaching it she stopped on the way, turning half round, with
a peaked, pallid glance at my father, and she bit her lip viciously as she
eyed him. At the door the same repulsive pantomime was repeated, as she
stood for a moment with her hand upon the handle. But she changed her
bearing again with a sniff, and with a look of scorn, almost heightened to
a sneer, she made another very low courtesy and a disdainful toss of her
head, and so disappeared, shutting the door rather sharply behind her.


CHAPTER XIX
_AU REVOIR_

Mrs. Rusk was fond of assuring me that Madame 'did not like a bone in my
skin.' Instinctively I knew that she bore me no good-will, although I
really believe it was her wish to make me think quite the reverse. At all
events I had no desire to see Madame again before her departure, especially
as she had thrown upon me one momentary glance in the study, which seemed
to me charged with very peculiar feelings.


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