6. Then she went into the office. "Well, like or not, I'm greatly pleased with it, and must beg it from you as a memorial——" "Of what?" she interrupted, startled by his change of manner. ‘Go then. “He has said something of the sort. You know, Melusine. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. When I examined you for ‘ill humors’ I longed to run my hands over your entire body, to touch your face, to caress you in the places that would give you pleasure. At the precise period of this history, the Jacobite party was full of hope and confidence. Though there is something to be said for your idea of a secret convent, at least as a hiding place. I was being stupid.
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