’ ‘Hélas, poor you,’ Melusine rejoined sarcastically. Then he went back to his rooms and lit a cigar. He saw her, dripping with rosy pearls, rise out of the lagoon in the dawn light: he saw her flashing to and fro among the coco palms in the moonshine: he saw her breasting the hurricane, her body as full of grace and beauty as the Winged Victory of the Louvre. I’d only have to do something about it, and that I can’t. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. Sometimes it seemed to him that he was an impostor: that Ruth believed him to be one Howard Spurlock, when he was only masquerading as Spurlock. ’ ‘Don’t interrupt me! You break into a gentleman’s residence, I say, and hold up two members of His Majesty’s peacekeeping forces with a pistol. Schoolgirl. What had happened to it? She had broken it, certainly. We have him as safe as a linnet in a cage; and could wring his neck round as easily. Even after this woman had gone, it seemed to Ruth that the room was kindlier than it had ever been. "Going to befuddle himself between now and dinner," was the comment of Prudence. Anyhow, it were me as got you down to the wetnurse.
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