” “That’s rather the theory now,” said Ann Veronica. Her formerly brown hair was dyed a white shade of blonde. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. Next instant, Melusine’s blade sank into Gosse’s flesh. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly. I don’t defend it. He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. ‘I have first some affairs to finish.
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