‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. ’ Melusine’s heart twisted. Her whole face stiffened with suppressed anger. If only this child were his: what good times they would have together! The thought passed on, but it left a little ache in his heart. Anyhow, she’s disappeared for some reason or other. ’ Pottiswick sucked at his teeth through the gaps. At the door through which she had entered the room stood the so-called Monsieur Valade. His hair is oddly streaked with gray —I might say a dishonourable gray.
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