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The decision had been sound. Perhaps it was just as well there was no inherited memory. Say something. You denied it at the time—but unfortunately I have proof. I don’t want to influence you unduly—But—They’re artistic people, Vee. She was asked to meet him after his game Saturday afternoon. He measured out the portion of another peg, the bottle wavering in his hand. It is her duty to tell me, and I would not have her think that I had been trying to work upon your sympathies to learn her secrets. I consented to become Mrs. ‘And you!’ shrieked Melusine. Melusine shrugged. She could not help herself. An acute sense of living was in her veins, even the taste of her wine seemed magical. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind.
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