“I shall not speak,” he said, “now or at any other time. Drowning, her brain dizzy, Melusine clung to the source of the flooding warmth, her hands, no longer forcibly held, moving without will about the firm back. She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. She closed her eyes as if asleep, her hands folded neatly on her abdomen.
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