‘Tell me the truth, Melusine. I want to know more about her. ” He crossed himself and grinned. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding emotional side. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing nigh.
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