’ ‘But it was not your fault,’ protested Gosse, shocked. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. Coolly and gingerly, she kissed it as it stood at its hard angle from his body. Melusine jumped up, turning swiftly. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down.
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