She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. She rested for a half hour in heaven on earth, feeling herself drift in and out of sleep. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. "What I do is for the best, and I can only hope she may have strength to bear the separation. How did you get your luggage out of the house? Wasn’t it—wasn’t it rather in some respects—rather a lark? It’s one of my regrets for my lost youth. A sacrifice. Why are you so anxious?" "Oh, if you can't see your way…. ‘Not where we’re going. ‘Very clever, Mademoiselle Melusine. People do call their unlawful children strange names.
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