“She was the
High Priestess who turned me in Greece, before Rome. McClintock had brought from
Penang three mangosteen evergreens; and, wonders of wonders, they had thrived
—as trees. Besides
——”
She stopped short. Very well! I will try to help you. ‘I am nine-and-twenty,’ he answered. The remainder of dinner was surreal and stilted. If there were any pearls, none came into the light. This was
unscrupulous, he admitted, because he had no intention of following through on
the seductive promise in his conduct. “Concern me!” she repeated fiercely. ‘Lucy, do not say that you have
told everyone all that I have done?’
‘Well, yes, but—’
Consternation filled Melusine’s breast. Then with an indescribable relief her
feet were on the pavement, and she was being urged along by two policemen,
who were gripping her wrists in an irresistible expert manner. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the
hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and
broke his leg. America, the land of rosy apples and
snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward. Who is the other?”
“What other?”
Her voice seemed to come from a long way off. And what did she do? Not only
did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she
ran away from him.
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