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It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. Sheppard. And, anyhow, it doesn’t matter to us. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror. She glanced into his face. She had better escape if she can. ‘Merci,’ Melusine said, and smiled. C below.
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