“How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I can sell. He sent a speculative glance at the immobile yellow face. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. Better to remain silent. Spurling and Marvel rose too. With the immediate necessities in train, Melusine fell to brooding on her situation, which she found insupportable.
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