Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. He was speechless. Mr. ’ ‘Estate? But are you not obliged to do this work of the milice?’ asked Melusine, her eyes round. ‘So that’s true, is it?’ ‘Certainly it is true,’ Melusine said, opening her eyes wide. She was listed for the raid—she was informed it was to be a raid upon the House of Commons, though no particulars were given her—and told to go alone to 14, Dexter Street, Westminster, and not to ask any policeman to direct her.
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