Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. That’s who you ought to go and see, miss. ’ ‘Melusine!’ came sharply from the doorway. I think not, Annabel. “You silly fool,” he said. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. There were shadows under his eyes. Like the flaws of an old marble.
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