She was a clever girl, the best of her year in the High School, and she made a valiant fight for Somerville or Newnham but her father had met and argued with a Somerville girl at a friend’s dinner-table and he thought that sort of thing unsexed a woman. “Where have you been? All these hours I have been calling for you. ’ ‘Addlepated imbecile, Hilary,’ corrected Gerald calmly. I ought to have seen—” “It doesn’t matter a rap—if you’re not disposed to resent the—the way I behaved. It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. From where had he come, and why? An author! To her he would be no less interesting because he was unsuccessful. I knew where I would go next: Florence. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. John knew better. No one ate with as much passionate gusto as a teenager could. ’ Melusine jumped up, full of new hope, all the earlier clouds vanishing from her horizon.
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