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‘Tell me the truth, Melusine. ” Again on his way homeward from Cavendish Square he abandoned the direct route to pass by the door of Anna’s flat. He was accompanied by a young man of about seven-and-twenty, who carried his easel, set it in its place, laid the canvass upon it, opened the paint box, took out the brushes and palette, and, in short, paid him the most assiduous attention. ’ ‘That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.
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