’ Melusine hit lightly at his chest. She crept out of the shadows. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. "Who is it?" "He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman. Her specialty is the central thing in life, it is life itself, the warmth of life, sex—and love. Young noblemen ought to be indulged in their frolics. She walked back to the car. He was always tenderly courteous; he answered her ordinary questions readily and her extraordinary ones patiently; he always rose when she entered or left the room. ’ ‘What young lady?’ demanded a voice from the back of the hall. His hair had begun to gray, his belly had just begun to round. It doesn’t seem to matter.
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