Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. Melusine, her breath coming in short bursts, heard a sudden flurry of several heavy footsteps and harsh commands exchanged. Ever hear of the djinn in the bottle? Like enough. ’ ‘Are we to infer that he had a choice?’ enquired Gerald.
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