That she was provoked by his interference was obvious. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding emotional side. “Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?” Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. Her mouth at half-cock, Melusine stood there staring at him. Ah Cum turned to his own affairs, blissfully ignorant that this tub was, within forty-eight hours, to cost him fifty gold. This was unscrupulous, he admitted, because he had no intention of following through on the seductive promise in his conduct.
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