The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry. She pushed between the pews, hoping to reach the sword first, while desperately holding on to her petticoats to keep them up, as her sword arm wavered. “I will take a carriage,” she said, “and fetch my things. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair.
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