’ Melusine gasped. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. In any event, I explained that no one lived here and that we’d been called in because of suspected intruders. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. I don’t play anything. No matter what the fire and force of his passion, it falters eventually, and forever after smoulders or goes out.
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