She warmed to him fast, her anger was much harder to carry than the pleasant everyday neutrality of affection. He looked at her with an expression of comical despair. Morningside Park was a suburb that had not altogether, as people say, come off. ‘Now then, missie, where do you think you’re going?’ ‘I must see Jacques only for one little minute,’ Melusine told him prettily, fluttering her lashes. She pulled him down by his lapels and arched her head readily towards his neck. He drew her away from this thought. Out of the beaten track, far from the trails of men! He relaxed. She described the Goopes and the Fabians to him, and gave him a sketch of her landlady; and he talked in the most liberal and entertaining way of a modern young woman’s outlook.
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