The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. She became as The Tigress, a free thing. She put a stool for him at a little distance from her own, and after he had seen the day’s work he hesitated, and then plunged into a resumption of their discussion about beauty. ’ ‘Yes, that is reasonable,’ agreed Melusine, nodding.
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