Ruth came to him directly. He then unfolded his choice and held it before her face. ’
‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant,
on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the
key. She found herself asking more and more curiously, “Why, on the principle
of the survival of the fittest, have I any sense of beauty at all?” That enabled her
to go on thinking about beauty when it seemed to her right that she should be
thinking about biology. ’
To be sure there was a way. The
houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. She had never
heard anything so unholy. Madame Valade—for want of any other name to call her by—told
me that she, in her character of Melusine, was the daughter of Suzanne Valade
and Nicholas Charvill. They
could not have called it a fatal motor accident if he had not been dead. Anna suddenly leaned forward
and looked around her. The aunt laughed. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with
her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet
dimly understanding.
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