He would get very cross one evening and no one would
dare to remind him of it. ’
‘I could have done so at the first and saved you the pain,’ she told him merrily. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly. "
"This way, sir. Her
companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest
mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black
sheath by his side. Leastways, she’d be your greataunt, wouldn’t she?’
Astounded, Melusine was just about to demand further information, when a
commotion outside the room interrupted her. Directly in range stood the strange young
man, although he was at the far side of the loft.
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