Drowning, her brain dizzy, Melusine clung to the source of the flooding warmth, her hands, no longer forcibly held, moving without will about the firm back. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. Master, your humble servant.
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