“Well, I don’t feel like standing it. A discreet husband would leave the dispensation of his bounty, where women are concerned, to his wife. Nor as I’ve to put up with a French spy in my parlour—’ ‘Peste, how you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently, barely taking in his complaints. He had finally put aside The Lilac Sunbonnet, gone into his study, lit the gas fire, and written the letter that had brought these unsatisfactory relations to a head. Will you?” She thought, and it seemed to him she had never looked so self-disciplined and deliberate and beautiful. ‘Aye, miss, like a shadow. The thought of them distressed her without subtracting at all from the oceans of happiness in which she swam. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows.
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