“You MUST,” he said, “because of my depression. Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips. ’ ‘Then it is good that you do not ask me,’ Melusine snapped, and flouncing away from him, went to sit in the large chair behind the desk at the far end of the room. "It's too late to carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house. If he took a fancy to you, he invited you to the house for tea, bitter and yellow and served in little cups without handles.
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