” “Every one wants to be independent,” said Ann Veronica. But of what use to wear it when there was no one of importance to see and admire? ‘For shame, Melusine,’ protested Lucy, as the butler bowed himself out of the room. If they come here to walk around, they will hear us. ‘He’s already spoken for, Melusine. She threw him his car keys. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. Some shadow of reserve seemed to have crept up between them.
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