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Then he was surrounded by black-clad nuns, and Melusine felt an unknown hand grab away her own sword. Right now my heart is occupied. “Well,” she said. It was a dead calm. I’ve to collect my sword and hat, and then we must get back to London. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it.
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