’ Gosse’s eyes went to the portrait, and evidently took in the uncanny resemblance, looking from it to Melusine and back again. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. And the change, the change of attitude! The way all the old clingingness has been thrown aside is amazing. Here again instinct guided her. To perdition with them all. It would be protective; it would with age turn to silver unnoticeably.
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