’ Melusine bit her lip on a sharp retort. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. This also struck her as odd. The last time Pottiswick had called out the militia on suspicion of intruders in Remenham House, a large rodent had been all the spoil. You might trust me with the Chevalier himself,—I'd never betray him. “Excuse me a moment.
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