The winter had turned sea and sky to a wet gray. To his intense satisfaction, Melusine bit her lip on a tremor. ‘Never would he have gone to England. The tide'll bring him to us fast enough. I’m glad the old sore is assuaged. Just sit down on that stool again and let’s talk of this in cold blood.
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