He had to
know the truth, Melusine. “He is not—I don’t
like him. ”
“Lydia Languish, for example. He would give The Tigress a triple coat of paint, and take these two on a long
cruise, wherever they wanted to go—Roundhead and Seraph, the blunderbus and
the flaming angel. The only persons in the Lodge were Mrs. Another picture slid across her vision. “Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to
brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. But she was disturbed,
mysteriously disturbed. Later that night, after she had cleaned herself and
changed her clothes, he returned. What do you say to Brighton——”
Anna looked at him quietly—and he never finished his sentence. They conversed, or more or less she interviewed him.
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