Her unnatural calm was giving way. “Let’s go home. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and
shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making,
and a scattering of woollen threads about it. Ireton and his friends to taste it. “I have made over seven hundred pounds in the last week,” he said. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity,
and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?”
Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon
her. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air. Melusine got to her feet and, tucking her shoulder under his arm on the
uninjured side, put her arm about him to hold his waist, and thus contrived to
take most of his weight. “May I be allowed to say,” he declared, “that I came here with the same
intention. ”
He shook her hands off almost roughly. Besides, the sun had gone in and it looked like
rain. "Mr.
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