Last night there had been no time. “Your coffee’s too good to refuse. From then until four in the afternoon there was nothing to do—the whole island went to sleep. Melusine, starved of colour for years, revelled in it. ’ She eyed him. He waved to her. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees.
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