‘You are Mrs Ibstock, I think,’ she said eagerly. ’ ‘Then do it,’ Melusine said with impatience. Little Anna screamed and thrashed as she was torn from Lucy’s skirts. ” She glanced out of the window, and the distant trees were a froth of hard spring green and almond blossom.
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