It had a tiny flaw, most bizarre. After all, he had the means of setting this tormenting doubt at rest. His literary instincts began to stir. ‘It must have been so, Melusine, or I wouldn’t have kissed you. Before she knew what had happened, Gosse turned suddenly, and vaulted one of the pews into the gap behind. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night. Burn your palette and your easel.
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