He followed. The room behind was another small antechamber, presumably linking the back rooms. “I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. ’ Kimble gaped at her and Melusine struggled to pull herself out of the shock. Bête, she told herself fiercely. ‘Would you care for some refreshment? A glass of wine, perhaps?’ ‘Nothing, merci, I do not remain,’ she answered, although she did not rise.
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