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Did I not say so, Hilary?’
Melusine’s glance shot across to the newcomer, and found a petite blonde
standing there, very fashionably attired in a velvet mantel over an apple-green
robe, the furred hood framing a face alive with mischief. Lord, what a state I was in! Night after night I sat
there, I watched her come in, I watched her go. The sword,
Jacques. Then she uttered a strangled, ‘Espéce
de bête!’ and burst into tears. Mere formality. After all,
you may easily come to fetch Mrs Ibstock when you need her. You know as well as I do that it was accident. Spurlock slumped in his chair, weak and empty. And now let's go back to the
Shovels, and finish our brandewyn and bier, Muntmeester.
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