‘I trust you are cursing Valade, and not Melusine. She approached Ruth with
open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace
hurt the older woman to the point of tears. At Morningside Park I feel as
though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in
from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. I want to talk to him and go about with him. She was, she guessed, close to the library. “And yet I do it without compunction. Stanley decided to treat that as irrelevant. ’
Melusine was quite aware of the effect she had on the young lad. Worse than any man. There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in
hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. Though scarcely two hours past midnight, it was perfectly light. Mrs.
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