" Silence. ” “I mean—” “I behaved like an idiot, that’s all. 'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord;' that's my comfort. ” He cried traitorously. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested. Melusine stepped back a pace, her gaze fixed on the vision before her. Cut to pieces —slashed—bloodied.
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