Neither combatant could use his sword; and in strength the fugitive was evidently superior to his antagonist. Later that night, after she had cleaned herself and changed her clothes, he returned. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. Melusine opened her eyes at him.
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