’ She turned quickly away that her feelings might not be obvious to Lucy and her great-aunt. Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. ‘Why?’ Melusine eyed him dubiously. “Odd!” she said. It was a clear, lovely, October morning. “That’s a weird name. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley.
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