’ ‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily. ‘A thing Marthe told me of,’ Melusine answered, her attention on the garments that were still lying higgledy-piggledy, just as she had left them. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. " "It was her own fault," observed Blueskin, moodily.
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