’ ‘I am relieved to hear it. Lord above, had they wounded each other? But Melusine’s need was paramount with Gerald and he tried to shake off her clinging fingers. McClintock, coming from below, saw them and went forward. Maggot. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. During all their long comradeship he had never so much as ventured to hold her fingers. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. A remittance man.
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