There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. Something in his smile, in the cynical suggestiveness of his deferential tone, maddened her. Spurlock slept on. Blueskin answered by dashing his head violently against the flagged floor. He picked up the remote and sat himself to her right. Lots of us are like that. ’ ‘Don’t need you to tell me that, Prudence Sindlesham,’ barked the old man, his glance snapping at her briefly, before resuming his study of Melusine, who, to Gerald’s intense admiration, was standing before him, glaring and stiff with defiance.
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