His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. While she worked, Melusine worried over the problem of getting Jack home. Leaving the panel wide, Melusine dashed to the library door and flung it open, racing into the hall. He propped himself up on one arm, kissing her passionately. She answered in whispers, for there was the white arm of a woman in the next box peeping beyond the partition within a yard of him.
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