Like carpenter, like chips. Wrap yourself in my cloak, and keep it. ‘You’ll come with us and get yourself safe back home to your convent, understand?’ ‘But wait,’ begged Melusine, hanging back. The morning swims in the lagoon had thickened the red corpuscle. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. ‘I doubt it.
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