"Pick up that blade, Nab," vociferated Wild, finding himself hotly pressed, "and stab him. He said the place had gone to wrack. And if you’ve any notion—’ ‘Yes, it is upstairs,’ Melusine agreed, crossing to the library door. ‘But so also it is downstairs. It isn’t what I have been but what I am.
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