Sebastian grabbed a rock from a corner and bashed in its skull. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. ’ ‘And your precious vicomte didn’t wish for the English one,’ said Charvill, acid in his voice. Her mouth at half-cock, Melusine stood there staring at him.
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