And the hunter home from the hill. ‘Now then, my girl, why the long face?’
Melusine had no hesitation in placing her trouble before her old nurse, for it
was Martha who had made her aware of her true history. ‘Why?’
‘Why take me to France? Why trouble himself with me, when so easily he
could leave me to this Monsieur Remenham to keep?’
To Melusine’s instant suspicion, Martha bit her lip, drew a breath, and avoided
her charge’s gaze. Two days after this conversation between
Manning and Ann Veronica, Capes came into the laboratory at lunch-time and
found her alone there standing by the open window, and not even pretending to
be doing anything. But one was clearly the goddess among them, her face
hidden, her body seeming to call out to me to possess it
at once. Her hair was held back in a filigreed barrette.
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