He helped himself to a beer, then a vodka and tonic, then two rum and Cokes. Melusine tried to squash down, still trying to maintain her guard. He had assumed that her leaving home was the point at issue, that everything turned on that, and that the sole alternative was obedience, and she had fallen in with that assumption until rebellion seemed a sacred principle. They talked for the better part of an hour, and at last walked together to the junction of highroad and the bridle-path.
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