Melusine’s heart ached for him, but she had to force him on. Honestly, I never did. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. Through no fault of her own. “So what is John up to today?” Lucy asked with a weary smile.
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