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She thought of Capes. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. ’ He sat looking her over in silence for a moment or two, his thoughts revolving around the name and the way it fitted so exquisitely on quite another set of features. It's big, thanks to you. God must love me, for he has guided me here. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. She vanished from the laboratory for a week, a week of oddly interesting days. His eyes swept the company, and fell upon Melusine with a glare. ‘Yes, th-there it is,’ she uttered, stumbling a little over the words. Had she expected to wed Valade herself? Had the fellow broken a vow of betrothal, or abandoned her? He must find out more.
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