“Life is upsetting enough, without the novels taking a share,” said Mr. ’
‘Then Gérard may come back,’ Melusine cried involuntarily on a sudden
rising hope. It’s the only clean way for us. For the most part these
were detached people: men practising the plastic arts, young writers, young men
in employment, a very large proportion of girls and women—self-supporting
women or girls of the student class. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a
registry perhaps. "
"And you my warning," retorted Wild. Oh, it was
very bad. She got a
bun and some cocoa in the little refreshment-room, and then wandered through
the galleries up-stairs, crowded with Polynesian idols and Polynesian dancinggarments, and all the simple immodest accessories to life in Polynesia, to a seat
among the mummies. She could not feel her
own body. She wanted
to scream, but there was no one to scream for. Then she sat watching the play,
sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander
to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge
of the table. She surveyed accommodation that seemed at first merely austere, and became
more and more manifestly inadequate as the moments fled by.
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