She was pleased and a little flattered by his interest and sympathy. Even the stars were strangers. ’ Chapter Twelve In the elegantly appointed blue saloon, Melusine sat disconsolate, gazing out of the window at the dull sky. She was struck by a change in his appearance. “What is the exact force of a motif?” she asked at random. It’s all very fine and all that, Vee, this freedom, but it isn’t going to work. It was Annabel’s. These things are difficult.
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