We shall have a reg'lar squall afore we gets across. She was slowed down by the icy wind that punctuated itself in screams around houses and trees. ‘This is altogether insupportable!’ She dug a hand into the recesses of the petticoat of her riding habit and a moment later Gerald found himself once again confronting the barrel of her overlarge and tarnished pistol. Melusine turned and turned, unable to imagine just where the secret door could be.
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