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To begin with, he struck her as being the most variable person she had ever encountered. “You remind me of the story which they tell against us over here, you know—of the Englishman who refused to be saved from drowning because he was unacquainted with his rescuer. His car was there. But it means no end of a row. Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. Melusine glanced at the walls as she sped down the four flights of stairs, and noted with relief that some paintings remained.
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