’ ‘Nonsense. She was reasonably certain why. ’ Chapter Twelve In the elegantly appointed blue saloon, Melusine sat disconsolate, gazing out of the window at the dull sky. ‘Pen and paper, do you have them?’ ‘Danged if I have,’ came the truculent response. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. Most unsatisfactory.
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