Humph. Greece was a different place. ‘Merci,’ Melusine said, and smiled. ‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand. She felt the bedsprings coil as he moved from his seated position, entranced. What the editor had to say none of the three cared just then. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of warmth.
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