Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. ’ ‘But, no,’ cried Melusine anxiously. She taught me how to crochet and cross stitch.
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