Just as Jack gained the entrance, he heard a man's footstep behind him, and aware that the slightest indiscretion would betray him, he halted, uncertain what to do. “Looooo-ceeeeee!!” He yelled, sounding like Desi Arnaz. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. But I will not believe you. . Melusine, starved of colour for years, revelled in it.
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