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Melusine soon found herself seated at a table, with a dirty piece of paper in front of her, and a badly mended pen between her fingers. ‘My dear boy, your loyalty is misplaced. 4. Also, you must send someone to fetch my horse—at least, it is not mine but I have borrowed it to come here—because it will be dark very soon and—’ ‘Woof! Hold it, hold it,’ begged the sergeant. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. ’ ‘No, but you’ve made up for it since.
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