’ A peal of delighted laughter greeted this threat. “It’s the stir of spring,” he said. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. The cave had always been considered an evil place by the braves and for the most part they left her alone. ’ ‘He does not call himself my father, for he calls himself nothing at all,’ Melusine told him, her tone violent with fury. I was ready to wager that your name would have marched with one of them. Spurling. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. A tinge of admiration rose in his breast. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin.
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