“Tut, tut!” he said. He drew her close up to him with a strong, steady pull. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?” “He—he worships the ground you tread on. As if it were she, and not Melusine, who had been hurt by the imposters. It was surely odd that her thought should pick up that picture and recast it so vividly. Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows.
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