"Your son is a lad of spirit, Mr. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. ’ ‘Then it is good that you do not ask me,’ Melusine snapped, and flouncing away from him, went to sit in the large chair behind the desk at the far end of the room. ’ Melusine hesitated. Every drop of blood in her body glowed and expanded. She seemed tense when not playing, he noted, more so than she had during the first two pieces.
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