The library was on the ground floor, Melusine recalled from the previous visit, for she had searched through a desk in a room filled with bookshelves of leatherbound volumes. She was acquiring truths, but in a series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. But if I painted her as I'd like to, the natives would instantly distrust me; and I'd have to build up confidence all over again. The mock astonishment of his face immediately became genuine.
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