Drowning, her brain dizzy, Melusine clung to the source of the flooding warmth, her hands, no longer forcibly held, moving without will about the firm back. Ann Veronica, who knew her dress became her, dropped a curtsy to her father’s regard. “If one was free,” she said, “one could go to him. Her faith in human beings revived.
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