Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. The odd creak was not to be avoided in an old house such as this. Diving towards it, he tried to press against the rivulet that was seeping from it, hampered mightily by Melusine’s fingers, which were grasping at his other hand. Here she would find candy awaiting her, bits of ribbon, books. The chain, which had been partially cut through, snapped near the staple.
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