He was not, in truth, much of a ladies’ man. She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. She looked in the rear-view mirror. Her formerly brown hair was dyed a white shade of blonde. So long as she stood beside him, the Hand would not prevail. Upstairs, in the little dressing-room, the panel was opened by means of tugging a small candlesconce in the wall. ’ ‘But this is idiot. "Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. He had no wish to drag the footman out of his way, once he had got his questions answered. Now I ain’t saying as how that there Pottiswick—’ ‘How you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. ‘What do you want with me? Why did you catch me?’ ‘You intrigue me,’ he told her frankly. He went into the study and sat down at his table, but not to write.
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