A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. She mentioned, with familiar respect, Christ and Buddha and Shelley and Nietzsche and Plato. ’ ‘But two letters,’ put in the woman.
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