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” “I believe you,” she murmured. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. Afterward, one afternoon, he hovered about her, and came and sat beside her and talked of beauty and the riddle of beauty for some time. ’ ‘But if I am with you, as André Valade, as your husband, an émigré—’ ‘Pah!’ Melusine spat. So far as I am concerned, I am just now a hopeless nonentity.
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