For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. “That,” she answered, “is far easier to believe. His client’s story is safe with him. I still have a cross stitch she made for me of a little fairy sitting on a daffodil. “Of course I’m manager for this expedition,” he said, after an interval of self-examination. ‘You had better kill me, mademoiselle, because otherwise I shall end by strangling you. ” She glanced into his blue eyes wearily. ’ Melusine’s heart leapt, and as swiftly clattered into dead stillness as the implication of the second name hit home.
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