‘What was you wanting it for, may I ask?’ ‘You may not ask, for it is none of your affair,’ Melusine snapped. One wants helpers and protectors—and clean water. But you don’t particularly want to do the job that sets you free—for its own sake. He glanced at Ruth (who had stood with her back to the wall, pinned there throughout the contest by terror and the knowledge of her own helplessness), then at the bronze menace, and calculated correctly that this particular adventure was finished. Nothing could have been farther from Melusine’s mind. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand. We have played at a little mild lovemaking again. You hurt the child.
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