’ ‘Yes, but I have not gone,’ Melusine said impatiently. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. So, at least, thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of the house at Dollis Hill. ’ Shock suspended Melusine’s breath and she gasped. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air.
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