‘Pardon, mademoiselle, but perhaps your father went to England, after all, and —’ ‘My father went to Italy,’ interrupted Melusine, her heart tightening with the familiar sensation of loss. “For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. E. He dropped the key on the counterpane. But her temper almost flared again when the sergeant spoke. The stranger turned his head at the sound. Clarice was from Lombardy, fair-haired and light skinned. He heard Melusine cry out, but his attention was all for the nick he had made in her neck.
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