’ Melusine sank against the wall of the corridor, closing her eyes. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. Certainly not a gentlewoman. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence.
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