The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. Their flitting hands were always touching. . ’ ‘I didn’t bring him,’ Gerald returned swiftly. ’ ‘I am going to England,’ Melusine stated flatly, ‘because there is no safety at the convent at Blaye. You get this queer irascible musician quite impossibly and unfortunately in love with a wealthy patroness, and then out of his brain comes THIS, a tapestry of glorious music, setting out love to lovers, lovers who love in spite of all that is wise and respectable and right. I fancy that this is a little more than playing at Bohemianism.
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