“Mid-thirties. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. “Yes. “In Paris our lives were far apart, and we had seldom the same friends. ” A man who had been sitting with his hat tilted over his eyes at an adjacent table had risen to his feet and stood suddenly before them. “It is like old times,” she said, “to hear these home truths. ’ The one ray of light lifted Melusine’s gloom a little and she smiled.
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