Melusine did not pause, but reached down to grasp the hilt of his sword and lift it. "He seems infatuated about the lad," observed Wild. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. At any rate he made it very clear that night that there was an ineradicable discord in life, a jarring something that must shatter all her dreams of a way of living for women that would enable them to be free and spacious and friendly with men, and that was the passionate predisposition of men to believe that the love of women can be earned and won and controlled and compelled. "They shall not harm you, my love!" she exclaimed. ’ ‘That was hardly the impression I got,’ Gerald murmured, remembering Melusine’s attitude to Leonardo. \"Do not tell me that you have not asked her yet, fool, or I will be forced to dump the rest of that soda over your head. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors.
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