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‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. Lucy grabbed its handle, her broken bones mending inside her causing her to wince in pain. “It was very tiring. Don’t you think that the shade of my hair is lovely?” “There is nothing particular the matter with the shade,” Anna answered, “but it is not nearly so becoming as before you touched it. But there's a person in the hall—a very odd sort of man—waiting to see him, who won't be sent away.
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