“Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. " Austin readily complied with her request. She had just passed into a little antechamber beyond when she suddenly heard a faint knocking. In the circles into which he had been born, the passing on of land was of vital importance. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. More than ever Sir John was glad that he had sat down. For an instant, Melusine watched him go. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night.
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