’ *** In the cosy little parlour that Pottiswick rarely used, Melusine paced restlessly to and fro. ’ She thrust him into the aperture, and pushed the hilt of the sword into his hand. But his astonishment would have been great indeed had he known that not even her father had ever caressed her, either with lips or with hands. Then a light seemed to break in upon him.
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