There was a dreadful stifled groan, and she fell heavily upon the landing. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. You won’t settle and I’m going mad. It might as well be Melusine herself. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed. “John,” she declared, “I must eat or die. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. An enormous Hand that rose up swiftly, blotting out the sky. ’ ‘Aye, but she don’t reckon to militiamen. She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage.
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