” He meditated. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. His conscience never told him to go back and take his punishment; it tortured him only in regard to the deed itself. She returned home to the Beck house soaked and soggy. The figure she had longed to see came into her line of vision, but at this crucial moment of hideous realisation, Melusine barely took it in, her eyes fixing blankly on the man behind. There was a third lady among the younger set. Her arms and feet were uncovered, and of almost skeleton thinness. Just beyond there would be her heart's desire.
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