Her relationship with John had made her the object of desire for scores of teenage boys who had dared not previously think of her in such a way. “Why don’t they wait?” he added. Nothing could have been farther from Melusine’s mind. Her eyelids fluttered with recognition, and she cried out softly. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. She was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her short sleeve.
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