’ She grasped the girl’s arm. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. ’ ‘The horse?’ echoed Melusine. “Now here hath been dawning another blue day; I’m just a poor woman, please take it away.
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