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She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the door, confronting her old nurse with the truth. Against the sinister, the threatening, monstrous inhumanity of the limitless city, there was nothing now but this supreme, ugly fact of a pursuit— the pursuit of the undesired, persistent male. He stood transfixed. She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. It was of no use, she let him do it as she could not be strangled. ‘A spitfire, ain’t she, sir?’ Roding ignored this. And now she comprehended that the man (she had never known him by any name) knew she had surprised the look and had not resented it. His eyes closed. " "Would you be angry if I offered it to you?" "Very.
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