’ The shift threw Melusine’s attention off the errant major for the moment. He was so horny that he could probably make love to a tree. She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table. Deep silences came between them. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. ‘More nor that. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. .
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