Although Melusine had taken care to trouble herself about the hand she had cut, and was glad to find it healing very well. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. The looming face was 71 over her own once again, and arms as strong as iron bars held her down.
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