’ ‘Grateful? Certainly I am grateful,’ Melusine snapped, knowing full well she sounded anything but gratified. ‘Comment? This is not a mirror!’ It was a portrait. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. Ann Veronica passed from her aunt to her father, and put her arms about him and kissed his cheek.
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