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‘You see, it is that I am a female, and you all are men. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against. At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted. So, here he was, on the last lap of middle age, in China, having missed all the thrills in life except one—the war against Death. ’ ‘So this is the way you serve me,’ exclaimed Melusine, her quick temper flaring as she jumped up, slammed her hands on the desk and leaned towards him over it. Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. Of you—an angel with one wing. You know, Melusine. Madame Valade was that kind of woman. Please yourself.
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