’ ‘Certainly he is not a friend,’ Melusine agreed, ‘but he has gone, after all. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob. "'Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie.
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