Chapter Eleven Melusine’s limbs nearly gave way beneath her. She took a deep breath. As he looked around, he beheld an incessant stream of passengers hurrying on below. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. He had. . ’ ‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. She drew a breath, and sighed it out.
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