She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. ’ ‘Are you off your head? Think I don’t know you’re up to some mischief or other?’ Melusine feigned innocence. “It doesn’t matter,” she said, after a long interval, “if they are absurd. I have—run away. A thin line of red appeared in the white neck. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. “Why, what is the matter with you? What do you mean?” Annabel laughed scornfully. Conscientious objectors to that process are not permitted, she found, in Canongate.
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