" "I shall go mad myself if I listen to her longer," said Jack, attempting to rise. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. Even though I knew you’d no one else to care. ’ Relief flooded Melusine.
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