Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. Melusine felt the calloused hand grasp around hers. You must come back. He did so care for you. But send me word. Shall we sit outside and drink a petit verre of something to give us an appetite while dinner is being prepared?” “Certainly not,” she answered. Feigning an air of casualness, Lucy asked the obvious.
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