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It’s kind of the World War II thing. She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge joyously. V. Chapter Eight For an instant in the silence that followed, shocked into immobility, Melusine stared in horror at the body lying there so still. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper. ” “I cannot do it!” he cried hoarsely. She was drawn first by Miss Miniver, and then by her own natural interest, into a curious stratum of people who are busied with dreams of world progress, of great and fundamental changes, of a New Age that is to replace all the stresses and disorders of contemporary life. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks.
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