Moored to the steps, several wherries were dancing in the rushing current, as if impatient of restraint. ’ ‘I thought you were dead,’ Melusine confided. An ill-lined purse is a poor recompense for the risk I have run. One wants helpers and protectors—and clean water. Then Anna spoke more seriously than usual. She turned to Martha as the lad exited by the back door, but her nurse forestalled anything she might have said. Melusine shrugged.
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