When he awoke it was late in the day, and raining heavily. ’ Melusine’s eyes flashed. “Lady Ferringhall, sir. Melusine got to her feet and, tucking her shoulder under his arm on the uninjured side, put her arm about him to hold his waist, and thus contrived to take most of his weight. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. Set yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my friend again. I have given up painting. Likely as not outside the law, too.
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