’ ‘Yes, but I’m hanged if I see what your game is. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. ‘It was a good chance for a new life,’ Joan explained, venturing to face Melusine again, ‘and Martha took it. The delay was only momentary.
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