Then I saw Mrs. “Just hope that the ground doesn’t shift and unearth them. ‘Do not beg his pardon,’ intervened Melusine quickly, coming between them. “Go on!” she commanded. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods.
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