She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. And the bedchamber, for which Melusine instantly headed, was almost bright. ’ Melusine spread her hands and sighed. ’ A panel slid open and she stepped into the relative light of the little dressingroom, Kimble close behind her. And I am grateful to you.
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