He heard Rollo's stump beat a gentle tattoo on the floor. Lucy didn’t seem like a teenage girl at all to Sheila and she knew it. ‘Stay, Saling!’ The butler halted, looking round enquiringly. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. Brendon. The Idle Apprentice. Now then, missie—’ ‘Bon,’ said Melusine, interrupting him without ceremony, and paying no attention to the muskets that were pointing at her from two directions.
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