“You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. The door closed softly upon her. “I didn’t think you’d come. John was acutely focused upon her now, just as she had wanted him to be. “I always get off here and lean over that rail for a bit. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. Her head was downcast as she studied the museum-like exhibits of various dusts on the resilient tile flooring. She could not make up her mind which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other. Melusine—the real Melusine—evidently did not see him immediately, for her attention was on her descent from the high vehicle. Well, I've had to be.
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