Jim is up to the neck in Mahatmas and Theosophy and Higher Thought and rot—writes letters worse than Alice. ’ ‘Yes, but I need a word with Gerald,’ protested the captain, hanging back. His head bent down, intent on kissing her underneath the showerhead. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. Melusine’s heart jumped and she felt heat rising into her cheeks. I have discovered something of her background. She attended to that, and then dismissed it as unimportant. Love lives on a higher plane.
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