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She then dried her eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. She had eaten them. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. And all the old—the old trick of shrinking up like a snail at a touch. After all, if Valade—or no, what did you say was the villain’s name?’ ‘Gosse,’ Melusine supplied.
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