When she came to, she was lying with her head in Martha’s lap, and a livid bruise was forming at the point of a raging headache. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. Although Melusine had taken care to trouble herself about the hand she had cut, and was glad to find it healing very well. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. “What are you doing here? How dare you come to my rooms!” The man stepped into the middle of the room.
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