He yelled to her, asking her if she wished to have a drink with him, which she refused. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. ’ ‘This is not a new thing,’ Melusine snapped, goaded. A pity you did not think to tell me that part of the tale at the outset. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door.
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