‘Merci, Joan,’ cried Melusine, moving to her and seizing her hand which she clasped between both her own for a moment, as she turned to the others. The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour. "I don't know," she answered vaguely. I do wish you could come and dine with us some evening.
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