He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. ‘You will please to tell this—this idiot to release me. Then, seeing Melusine’s feathered beaver had fallen to the floor, picked that up for her. An extra pair of gym clothes materialized within fractions of a second. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. She watched the people and hummed softly to herself.
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