He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time. "I forgot. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. Knowing the South Seas from hearsay and by travel, he knew something of that inertia which blunted the fineness, innate and acquired, of white men and women, the eternal warfare against indifference and slovenliness. You have actually given up a dinner-party to dine alone with me. Wood. ” The tall young man dropped his eye-glass and smiled. I waited for her at the back. “If it’s about that dance project,” he said, “it’s no good, Veronica. Half a day had turned the corner of the hours; and Ah Cum admitted that this girl puzzled him. Nor as I’ve to put up with a French spy in my parlour—’ ‘Peste, how you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently, barely taking in his complaints. She described the Goopes and the Fabians to him, and gave him a sketch of her landlady; and he talked in the most liberal and entertaining way of a modern young woman’s outlook. ’ ‘He had no further need of them,’ Gosse said and his laugh sounded heartless to Melusine. She wanted to be on with the show.
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