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“Well,” she said, “good-night, father. “Are you going to the Vorsack’s for dinner tonight?” “Yes, I think I’ll stop by. ’ ‘Melusine!’ came sharply from the doorway. 216 “Please, get dressed. "Hush!" she said, putting her lean fingers to her lips. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. Montague Hill is. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. My poor son despairs of me, for I have primed every member of the family to bring me the latest novels whenever they choose to visit. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind.
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