‘Do not beg his pardon,’ intervened Melusine quickly, coming between them. “It’s still a marvel to me that we are to be forgiven,” she said, turning. (What was the name he had given her that day?) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand.
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