“It’s—private. You have to come over to my house. ’ Melusine shifted her shoulders. How could she tell him what indeed already began to puzzle herself, why she had borrowed that money at all? The plain fact was that she had grabbed a bait. “Earning a salary!” “You’re like a Princess in Exile!” he repeated, overruling her. She wondered wildly why she had stood up. “I wonder if there is anything wrong with my manners,” she said. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. McClintock's was a plantation of ten thousand palms, yielding him annually about half a million nuts.
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