126 Lucy drank them as the first rays of watery sunlight seeped through the mullioned windows, then put their husks in the claw-footed bathtub. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. Moving to the shuttered window, Melusine dragged the heavy drapes back. Some man! And to conclude it all was the figure of her father in the doorway, giving her a last chance, his hat in one hand, his umbrella in the other, shaken at her to emphasize his point.
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