He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Turning to Melusine, he grabbed both her wrists and held her away from him, as if afraid that she might go for him. ‘I think it is better if I hold the pistol. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife.
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