It’s a sort of blacklegging to want to have a life of one’s own. I do swear. ’ ‘This is not a new thing,’ Melusine snapped, goaded. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. But, when? When do they go?’ ‘Today, miss.
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