Her eyes fell, and then sought his again with timid interest. If he had imagined Melusine would be hampered by her petticoats, he was disappointed. “I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. Ah! but you can’t imagine what you are to me and what you mean to me! I suppose there is something mystical and wonderful about all women. She glimpsed Chinese penury when she entered a square given over to the fishmongers. Sniveling brats, little fatherless bastards, you should breathe a sigh of relief. How she had hated it!… All these mumblings which were never explained, which carried no more sense to her brain than they would have carried to Old Morgan's swearing parrot.
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