A little Madeira seemed to recover her enough to resume the discussion. She pushed him gently on the chest. ‘Marry an Englishman! Which Englishman?’ Melusine shrugged. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs.
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