‘Pig, miss?’ ‘The one who calls himself Valade, idiot,’ snapped Melusine impatiently. ‘You’re as mad as she is, Gerald. Lucy changed into her Goodwill jeans and sweatshirt, plastering her hair down with an elastic band and securing it under a tight hood. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn.
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