’ ‘Grateful? Certainly I am grateful,’ Melusine snapped, knowing full well she sounded anything but gratified. It’s Providence. . . ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off. The bridge was protected on either side by a railing with bannisters placed at wide intervals. Smith obeyed. But he reckoned without his host.
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