Relief flooded her. ’ Melusine sank against the wall of the corridor, closing her eyes. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. ‘Madame, I trust I see you well?’ ‘Merci. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. You're on the way to big things. I don’t think we’re altogether to blame if we don’t take some of your lot seriously.
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