She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin, with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. ‘Ah. ’ ‘Hang it, Melusine!’ Losing patience, Gerald seized her by the arms. She closed her eyes as if asleep, her hands folded neatly on her abdomen. Her sense of humour could not wholly resist his abnormal gravity. They're on the forward lounge in the saloon. ‘Comment? What do you wish?’ ‘What the devil do you think you’re up to now, I’d like to know?’ Her eyes flashed. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. The Ragged Edge. Which is why I wasn’t able to see him until today.
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