For the first time in her life she had heard music; the door to enchanted sounds had been flung wide. ’ The familiar hollow opened up inside Melusine’s chest, and she could not prevent the husky note that entered her voice. ’ ‘Yes, but in fact you’ve offered me far more entertainment than any French spy could have done. . . With a cry of distress, she dropped the pistol and flew after him, racing past him to the door. Her loneliness was consuming, Lucia. Buried under various ancestral sixteenths, smothered under modern thought, liberty of action and bewildering variety of flesh-pots, it was still alive to the extent that it needed only his present state to resuscitate it in all its peculiar force.
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