They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. She loved her mother Marina more than any other thing in the world and could not bear to speak to her for a fortnight after being told her fate. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. ‘He’s already spoken for, Melusine. Stanley, consenting with dignity.
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