" Ruth slightly
brushed the withered cheek. ’ Gerald came into the room as he spoke, his eyes on the
stormclouds rapidly gathering in Melusine’s face. . ”
“It is hard to be distant from your own mother. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius
through the mud. “Yes. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of
book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy
she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the
miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small
child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half,
its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. “I have had nothing since,
and it seems a very long time. Beck, it smells wonderful in here. She read on and on, now thrilled by the
swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. She had learned this
art in skirts, and knew well how not to be disadvantaged. I do forgive him;
but he will never know now. “I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt.
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