Ennison seemed to feel already the shadow of tragedy approaching. “Who tied this scarf here?” he asked, looking up. ’ Gerald came into the room as he spoke, his eyes on the stormclouds rapidly gathering in Melusine’s face. He saw her, dripping with rosy pearls, rise out of the lagoon in the dawn light: he saw her flashing to and fro among the coco palms in the moonshine: he saw her breasting the hurricane, her body as full of grace and beauty as the Winged Victory of the Louvre. “She’s been up to no good, Sheila. Stanley came home at a quarter to six—an earlier train by fifteen minutes than he affected—his sister met him in the hall with a hushed expression. But she does not resemble you in any other way. It’s no good flying out at that, Vee; I didn’t arrange it. Still, one has to be reasonable. I think you are hard. If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat.
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