“He would never have found you out if you had not personated me. The room behind was another small antechamber, presumably linking the back rooms. Gerald watched her perambulations in silence, his heart wrung. His attention was focused on Melusine’s transfixed stare and he forgot to say any of the things he had planned to say. But she veiled her feelings. Were I a painter of subject pictures, I would exhaust all my skill in proportion and perspective and atmosphere upon the august seat of empire, I would present it gray and dignified and immense and respectable beyond any mere verbal description, and then, in vivid black and very small, I would put in those valiantly impertinent vans, squatting at the base of its altitudes and pouring out a swift, straggling rush of ominous little black objects, minute figures of determined women at war with the universe. I understand. It had showed up at an auction at Sotheby’s after someone had sold it. What is the supreme idea in the heart and mind of youth? To win fame and fortune: and particularly to enjoy them. “Not home yet, miss,” the young man replied.
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