‘Where is Gérard?’
‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly. He walked with bent head. “Dear husband,” she murmured. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. "I knew him at once. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling
strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held
together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal
Handbook. I will write to your major, and
you will send the letter very quickly. . Fairbanks, AK,
99712. Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line?
We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. You are afraid of the
warmth in your blood. ’
‘But why?’ asked Melusine, astonished, and somewhat overwhelmed by the
other girl’s volubility. She imagined herself on a barren
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plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with
the cockroach. ’
‘Marry you!’
He shot off the desk, such horror in his face that Melusine felt a little irritated. “I’ve
gotta go.
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