She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into surroundings or touched something that offends his caste. “It has been very kind of you to see me, but I don’t want to sit and talk and use your time any longer. Love stories! It was of negligible importance that these books were bound in paper; Romance lay unalterably within. The figure she had longed to see came into her line of vision, but at this crucial moment of hideous realisation, Melusine barely took it in, her eyes fixing blankly on the man behind. A moment afterwards, the door was closed and bolted, and the carpenter found himself alone. He looked like a French boy soldier she had once glimpsed marching towards his death in one of the battles they would later call the Hundred Years War. “I’ve been,” she said, “forbidden to come. "You'll find a waterman asleep under his tilt in one of them ere craft, if you look about, Sir," replied Ben, backing water as he spoke. But Melusine’s own words had thrown an idea into her head.
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