‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. " "We'll be waiting for you. Promise me. Leave the rest to me. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it.
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