She felt as if she had struck them unawares. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. “Can you spare me forty pounds?” she said. It is the horse of the priest, you understand, and—and he does not know that I have borrowed it. As I understand it, Remenham House devolves upon Melusine, in default of her mother, the actual heir.
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