’ Gerald did not speak, but there was a look in his face that made Melusine glad she had at last had the courage to confide in him. She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness. No— no, it must never be. ” “Don’t imperil my reputation before I am established,” she answered, smiling. A broken laugh followed the action. She was fatigued physically and mentally, and neither mind nor body could rest. And a ballot-box—” Her face assumed an expression of intellectual conflict. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. When Ann Veronica got it she had at first a wild, fantastic idea that it contained a tip. She could even think of what had happened. I am not angry with you, but with this—this—’ ‘Idiot? Imbecile?’ offered Gerald in a helpful tone. God help me.
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