Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. Melusine—the real Melusine—would never have made such a stupid mistake. You care for me just a little, I know. As she had dreaded, the police officer in the car was politely waiting for John to depart, and exited the squad as soon as John turned at the Pine Crest stop sign. Next instant, Melusine’s blade sank into Gosse’s flesh. It’s a sort of home-leaving instinct. “Look at our affair,” he went on, looking up at her. She’d have thrown this thing if you hadn’t stopped her. ‘You’d do the same.
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