Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps. ‘You could not tell it,’ said Melusine, ‘unless you were as close as we. He had not proceeded far when he encountered Sir Rowland, who, having missed his attendant, had returned to look after him. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue.
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