” 162 “Mmmm-hmmm. ” Miss Miniver followed with an expression of perplexity, her mouth shaped to futile expositions. Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed. The library was on the ground floor, Melusine recalled from the previous visit, for she had searched through a desk in a room filled with bookshelves of leatherbound volumes. Jack, however, had an expedient for mastering this difficulty.
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