Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. He kissed her cheek. Let him be sure. He fixed it. Melusine saw fire in his eyes and a streak of heat rushed through her to match it. By the side of her plate was a small key. This is part of a dream— some evil fancy. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. Wu may have news for us. I wish she wouldn’t look like that at us over her glasses. It made her hungry.
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