He kissed her again. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants. “You’re just a boy! You grow moody and spellbound, John, and the next moment you are ecstatic. Melusine was loath to admit how much more lonely since Gerald chose not to visit her. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object.
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