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’ It took several frustrating moments, working at the protrusions of the carving down the side of the bookshelves, tugging at leaves, pushing at flowers. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would call it in America. It troubled her conscience a little, but Melusine had learned well of Leonardo and she trusted his word Besides, no one could expect that a jeune demoiselle, in a foreign land, might carry out quite alone the difficult task with which she was faced. Forthwith he presented his card. “In that laboratory one gets to disregard these passions,” began Capes. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. 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. “I think everything’s right,” said Ann Veronica, with the roaming eye of a capable but not devoted house-mistress. Oh, and only look at those stains,’ cried Miss Froxfield, gesturing at the blood on the ruffles to the sleeves of Melusine’s riding-habit, and on the chemise she wore under it. ’ ‘Get on, Hilary, do,’ begged Lucilla.
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