‘Melusine. It was Blueskin. Witness Browning. Anna hailed a bus. I'm an old hand at such things. The water was cold but she waded deeper. ’ He moved to his friend and grasped his hand in a gesture as deliberately dramatic as the storytelling of mademoiselle. Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself. Q.
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