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Returning to Mrs Sindlesham’s chair, he held up the miniature so the face depicted there was turned towards the old lady. ’ ‘Melusine,’ repeated the old lady. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. Her father became much less distant towards his only daughter in the days that followed. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. I am your very dutiful niece, aunt, and your most devoted sister, Annabel. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. She had told him, point blank, that since the Church had neither annulled the first marriage nor sanctified the second one, she was not his wife.
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