"Si—lence!" vociferated Charcam, laying great emphasis on the last syllable. They were in different key, they had a different timbre. ‘You’ll come with us and get yourself safe back home to your convent, understand?’ ‘But wait,’ begged Melusine, hanging back. She had very frizzy hair indeed, very black eyebrows, a profusion of metallic adornments about her neck and waist, and an engaging smile. Her knees were trembling, her whole frame was shaken with sobs.
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