“I may go to Hatton House later, but you needn’t wait. ” He hesitated, and went off at a tangent. At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it. ’ Melusine remembered a thin man of sour aspect, living—like her father and his wife Suzanne—off the vicomte’s bounty. Could she go through with it? She must. Your name.
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