He might not condone it, but the feelings that had prompted it augured well for Melusine’s safety. Beyond was a field sloping steeply upwards, and at the top a small pine plantation. ’ Melusine’s eyes flashed. I've been hunting for this particular job for a thousand years!" She smiled a little sadly over this fine enthusiasm; for in her wisdom she had a clear perception where it would eventually end—in the veranda chair.
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