” “I like the mystical way,” she said. “Look here, father,” she said, with a change in her voice, “suppose I won’t stand it?” He regarded her as though this was a new idea. There was no need of sowing suspicion when he wasn't really certain there were grounds for it. ’ ‘The horse?’ echoed Melusine. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. Shari entered the room in a damp towel, fresh from the shower.
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