There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. ’ Before she could object, Melusine found herself hustled back into the house and dragged willy-nilly towards the library door, where Jack called softly. Miss Mary being his only child ’an all, he were in a right pelter.
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