’ A multitude of changes flitted across Melusine’s features as she stood there for a space, unusually silent. ” “Yes, but men;” said Ann Veronica, plunging; “don’t you want the love of men?” For some seconds they remained silent, both shocked by this question. Dinner was quite uneventful. The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. She let Jack go as he passed through the opening. The woman shrugged her shoulders. ‘All this gadding about. ’ She shook her head. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. “My word holds,” she said.
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