’ *** In the cosy little parlour that Pottiswick rarely used, Melusine paced restlessly to and fro. ‘There are no Remenhams left. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber. “Allow me. And so I'll tell you what I did —" And she burst into a laugh that froze Jack's blood in his veins.
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