” The corners of her mouth rose in a weak smile and she gave him a wink. Did I not say so, Hilary?’ Melusine’s glance shot across to the newcomer, and found a petite blonde standing there, very fashionably attired in a velvet mantel over an apple-green robe, the furred hood framing a face alive with mischief. People were passing in the street below. I won't have a beachcomber on the island. Once upon a time she and Roddy had descended thence by the drain-pipe.
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