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’ Melusine had crossed to the window that overlooked the front of the house, and was trying to peep through a crack in the shutters. Their eyes met, and his expressed perplexity and curiosity. How does one get work? She walked along the Strand and across Trafalgar Square, and by the Haymarket to Piccadilly, and so through dignified squares and palatial alleys to Oxford Street; and her mind was divided between a speculative treatment of employment on the one hand, and breezes—zephyr breezes—of the keenest appreciation for London, on the other. “I haven’t a scrap—of this sort of aversion. Another picture slid across her vision. Too much blood has been shed already. ’ Joy rose in Melusine’s bosom. The wedding procession passed on, and the cynical rabble poured in behind.
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