Lucilla broke across Melusine’s thoughts. When she came to, she was lying with her head in Martha’s lap, and a livid bruise was forming at the point of a raging headache. “I changed my last shilling yesterday. ‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly. She had not gone by the name Lucy during those years but instead had called herself “Mary Lucia Iovelli”. She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the door, confronting her old nurse with the truth.
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