Who is it?” “Your brother Mike!” Michelle chirruped, sounding uncannily like her mother Diane. Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. Seven hundred forty-two dollars and eighty-one cents, the sum total of her money in the world that she hid in a filigreed cigar box shelved behind her schoolbooks. He reached a silver cigar and cigarette box from the sideboard and put it before his father-in-law, and for a time the preliminaries of smoking occupied them both. The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but hopeless attachment, almost overcame him. His mouth was sensuous but his eyes became frenetic. “She tried everything, and last of all she tried the stage. ’ Amazed, Melusine stared at him. I am no one, Gérard.
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