Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. Go in, go in, Melusine prayed, hoping desperately that he would not change his mind and take another route. She could not help thinking of Capes. ‘Don’t be silly.
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