Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. She was herself conscious of a recklessness of spirits almost hysterical. She flung herself back into the bare little room, cold, empty, comfortless. Melusine, starved of colour for years, revelled in it. Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever committed. Even the teachers were getting restless, the seniors gnawing hard at the bit as graduation teased.
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