I wanted to have something to give up. She had found it in 1988, the year of the stock market crash. You can trust me, Anna. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. But of what use to wear it when there was no one of importance to see and admire? ‘For shame, Melusine,’ protested Lucy, as the butler bowed himself out of the room.
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