‘You mean that there is a rival Melusine to the one he has heard about? He does not. Near the door stood a pile of deal planks, behind which the carpenter ensconced himself in order to reconnoitre, unobserved, the proceedings of his idle apprentice. His hot juices coursed into her in quick bursts. Their soft, voluptuous bodies wove among each other to the faint notes of a lyre. “A very clear statement, madam,” he said.
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