‘You the fellow Gerald spoke to?’ Kimble flushed beetroot, and Melusine had a flash of insight. ’ Gerald did not speak, but there was a look in his face that made Melusine glad she had at last had the courage to confide in him. ‘Keep still, for God’s sake! Hilary will send him off all right and tight, never fear. He was alarmed when she returned to the stage and her eyes passed over him in the audience. It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in Marylebone. She heard him come in; the light burned on. For the most part these were detached people: men practising the plastic arts, young writers, young men in employment, a very large proportion of girls and women—self-supporting women or girls of the student class. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit.
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