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Melusine stepped back a pace, her gaze fixed on the vision
before her. Could you come to tea at my rooms one
afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could
have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and
a box at the theatre. Chapter XXIII
MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST
At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. ”
“And what do you think I ought to do?”
“Exactly!” He lifted a paper-weight and dabbed it gently down again. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of
warmth. “Let us put
the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and
Ann Veronica agreed. CHAPTER IV. Her mother missed writing for a week, and then she wrote in an unusual key. There was
a gulf of eight years between her and the youngest of her brace of sisters—an
impassable gulf inhabited chaotically by two noisy brothers. ”
“And our destinations also, it seems,” she added, smiling. But, alas!
she was beautiful—and beauty is a crime not to be forgiven by a jealous woman. The future was not so
black. I must go perhaps in all the rooms.
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