If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. ‘Lay him down on a sofa,’ Melusine said, coming out behind them and moving towards the antechamber. She was guided into the dock and prompted by a helpful police inspector. I waited for her at the back. There was no mistaking his intentions this time. People sat in unusual pews, and a wide margin of hassocky emptiness intervened between the ceremony and the walls.
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