“Yeah. ’ Melusine remembered a thin man of sour aspect, living—like her father and his wife Suzanne—off the vicomte’s bounty. She knew the truth of it all right. ‘Me and the butler didn’t see eye to eye. "By George!" he exclaimed. He must fight the thought continually, day in and day out. She saw marks in the dirt where he had been pacing. Here was an experienced man of the world, her friend, who evidently took a great interest in this supreme topic and was willing to give her the benefit of his experiences! Why should not she be at her ease with him? Why should not she know things? It is hard enough anyhow for a human being to learn, she decided, but it is a dozen times more difficult than it need be because of all this locking of the lips and thoughts. “Much as I hate rows, I’ve either got to make a stand or give in altogether.
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