Left alone with Edgeworth Bess, Jack burst into a loud laugh of exultation. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. ’ ‘Was it yours?’ Insulted beyond bearing, Melusine lost her temper. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. That was odd: when young people were joyous, they had to express it physically.
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