’ Melusine’s heart twisted. She was a large, resilient girl, with a foolish smile, a still more foolish expression of earnestness, and a throaty contralto voice. But when she was thinking it over in her room that evening vague and baffling doubts came drifting across this conviction. "Who is it, Bess?" "How should I know?" replied Edgeworth Bess. Again silence. Oriental rugs adorned the sea of shiny hardwood floors, kept polished with an eye for detail that bordered on Japanese. I was a novelty.
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