’ ‘You say—what?’ gasped Melusine. Using the shirt, she cleaned away the blood. ’ Melusine began to sag, and felt his strong arms catch her up and lift her bodily into a comforting embrace. She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. ‘To go to these Charvill, it was not in my plot.
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