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F. Just speak the word," he added, drawing the knife significantly across his throat, "and I'll put it out of his power to do the same by your second. In the sixth center row sat an unexpected guest, his Classical Greek features stark in the yellow half light. Melusine tilted her head to catch sight of her neck, and froze, staring at the image. They stood for a moment in the passage and listened. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. He yelled but he had no breath to support his own voice.
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