They did not care— servant or master, it meant nothing. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. ’ Melusine glared. She opened the door to him herself. I am tired, and I want to be alone. . Then she cursed herself for his eyes went to the letter and came back to her face. “You have been very kind to me,” she said.
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