His eyes on Melusine, he uncocked the pistol, and then reached out to the portrait, grasping it by one edge. “This is mere nonsense, mere tongue-tied fear!” she said. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into surroundings or touched something that offends his caste. ‘He’d have been that happy if he’d known how you’re the spit of her, miss. Do help me, Lady Ferringhall.
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