“Look at me. She would not look at him, would not think of him; when
her mind wavered, then she muttered to herself in the darkness so as to keep hold
of her generalizations. She said that she couldn’t stand Mike. I might utter a million, and still I doubt if I could make you understand. ”
She glanced out of the window, and the distant trees were a froth of hard
spring green and almond blossom. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the
lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the
garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of
Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. He was officially in the nun’s employ, but Melusine had
commandeered his services immediately on the discovery that he had conceived
a passion for her. John’s father added cheerfully, “So, do you play any
violin?”
She balked at the stereotype, but admitted, “Yes, I play
violin.
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