” “Annabel, are you mad? To England! You are joking, of course. She had not seen him in two and a half centuries. “Mary! What’s going on! Why are you crying?!” He commanded an answer in a worried and slightly irritated tone. His sister appeared. Melusine ripped strips off her under-petticoats and fashioned a pad, which she bandaged as tightly as she could over the wound, working swiftly, unperturbed by the gore.
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