My poor brain is so mixed, dear, I hardly know what I am saying. Her heart in her mouth, hoping against hope, Melusine made her way back to where she had left the boy. Why did he take me?’ Martha’s damp eyes were puzzled. ’ Lucilla frowned. Melusine felt the calloused hand grasp around hers.
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