The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose, and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion. ’ ‘Certainly he is not a friend,’ Melusine agreed, ‘but he has gone, after all. Was the situation so desperate that he could not pack his best things? She had packed lightly, not wanting to weigh down the carriage they would travel in. The danger you put yourself in by remaining here astounds me. When she awoke, her husband held her hand as 31 Sebastianus urged her to drink weak wine.
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