“I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. Melusine cast one swift glance at it, and her eyes, flashing magnificently, came back to his face. I’m minded to take a whip and beat some sense into you. You will do as I say, or—’ ‘Hoy!’ called Trodger from down the hall. ’ ‘Eh bien, what then?’ Emile sidled closer.
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