Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. There were lines in her face that age had not put there. Then he understood. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. Jack hastily retreated, and taking the first means of concealment that occurred to him, descended the cellar steps. But between us, we'll have him writing books some day. ‘Good. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house. At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it.
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