“I wanted to go to an art-student ball of which he disapproved. These things did not harmonize with his conception of the forthcoming
(if unavoidable) interview. He was just
as much a greater master than any other I ever saw, as he was a greater judge of
time and measure. Melusine’s heart
ached for him, but she had to force him on. ‘Can I not leave you for a day without you
getting yourself into trouble?’
‘Imbecile,’ she uttered faintly. A brief description will suffice for them. The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its
conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose,
and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion. Was
the young lady impatient for experience? Was she adventurous? As a man of the
world he did not think it becoming to accept maidenly calm as anything more
than a mask. Melusine glanced towards the
elderly dame and found that sharp gaze directed upon her. You know how those
Russian students do? In Russia.
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