He was beautiful and perfect, his blue eyes
smiling at her. Diane did not hear the footsteps on
her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock
being compromised. That old world that
had shoved up that silly old hotel, and all the rest of it. ‘I am entirely English. Now I ain’t saying as how that
there Pottiswick—’
‘How you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently. Then, I thought, she has repented, all will be well. And it is your own fault that your husband dallies
with me. “This wonderful affection of
yours for my sister, does it date from your first meeting with her in Paris?”
He hesitated. Yet the fact remains that you do not
understand me at all. “It is your sister and her husband,” he said. Women to me are something so serene, so
fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and
quarrelsome.
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