Now I ain’t saying as how that there Pottiswick—’ ‘How you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently. It was clear that he meant to kiss her before she exited the car. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. Whatever she does is minimized. ’ Then he bowed, raising his hat in salute and, crossing to the coach, spoke briefly to its driver and leapt into it without looking back. When the carpenter concluded his recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection.
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