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FOREWORD Forever Fifteen was born of a dream I had in 2002, a dream that was part nightmare. ‘Silence,’ hissed a voice in French. ’ Melusine bubbled over and warmth rose in Gerald’s chest. Accordingly, having given Wood such directions as he thought necessary for his guidance, and received a handsome gratuity in return for his services, he departed. He is steeped in the conventions. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. I had nosebleeds that day and I got halfway up the rope before I fell off. Still, there certainly was something in the idea of a treaty.
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