He came in apologetically; all the old “Well, and how ARE we?” note gone; and once he asked Ann Veronica, almost furtively, “How’s Alice getting on, Vee?” Finally, on the Day, he appeared like his old professional self transfigured, in the most beautiful light gray trousers Ann Veronica had ever seen and a new shiny silk hat with a most becoming roll. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. ‘Is that why you allowed me in, ma’am?’ A dimple appeared in the faded cheek. ’ ‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted. ‘Then let her keep her Frenchified titles to herself. There was a stain of wine upon her dress. And then if some day Capes wanted her—saw fit to alter his views upon friendship. He was waiting in the outer hall as she tiptoed in. Melusine glanced towards the elderly dame and found that sharp gaze directed upon her.
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