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He was not a sailor. “I believe that he would bore me. Pews had been brought in and set in two rows before the huge table, covered in white cloth, that formed the altar at the far end. Wood. . ’ Melusine turned, an irrepressible giggle escaping her lips as she thought of the Mother Abbess in the convent at Blaye.
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