” “I may come a little way, then?” he begged. “Mom, this is the girl I asked to Prom, Lucy. When I think of those ateliers of ours, the art jargon, the decadents with their flamboyant talk I long for a twoedged sword and a minute of Divinity. Know that, don’t you?’ ‘Of course I know it,’ Lucy told him, and Melusine read the whisper in her mouth of those precious words, ‘I love you. "Not a syllable!" answered the carpenter, angrily. "But, let me tell you, it's not a pleasant sight to see the girl one likes in the arms of another. 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. Do you want to kill us both? Stop the thing.
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