“LOOKS all right,” said Ann Veronica, regarding him with her head first on
one side and then on the other, and trying to be agreeable. He would advise you how to get rid of the fellow. Sooner or later she’s going to run away again, and I
want Frith to follow her and find out where she’s living. Suddenly she understood. Master, your humble
servant. At any rate he made it very clear that night that there was an ineradicable
discord in life, a jarring something that must shatter all her dreams of a way of
living for women that would enable them to be free and spacious and friendly
with men, and that was the passionate predisposition of men to believe that the
love of women can be earned and won and controlled and compelled. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat
bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never
materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. ‘French? But what else?’
‘I do not like Frenchmen,’ Melusine snapped. Oh, don't
worry. That
wrappered life, as you call it—we’ve burned the confounded rags! Danced out of
it! We’re stark!”
“Stark!” echoed Ann Veronica. For a long time to come that would
naturally be the theme of any story he undertook to write. Was the girl seriously expecting him
to pull the trigger? Lord, but she had courage!
‘Shoot, then,’ urged the lady.
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