She stared at him and thought the words, “My husband, my husband. And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. Melusine felt the calloused hand grasp around hers. " "I am calm—quite calm, Rowland," she answered, with lips whose agitation belied her words. If all wives were of my mind and my spirit, husbands would soon be taught their own insignificance. From beginning to end it was first-hand stuff.
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