All I had to do was to piece them together. ‘Why did he make me French, Marthe? Why did he give me this name of Melusine, and say I am born of Suzanne Valade?’ Martha looked at her, but her lips remained firmly closed. There was only one prisoner in the ward. If he laid his own suspicions boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. It was so difficult to put precisely. As his eyes adjusted, he was able to make out the great shrouded shapes of the furniture. And there's your liver.
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