‘Marry an Englishman! Which Englishman?’ Melusine shrugged. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. But the cases were not identical. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. "It is Jonathan.
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