‘No!’ Melusine snapped as he tugged at the thing. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. The title had formerly been held by Gianfrancesco’s brother, Alessia, now dead of plague. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame.
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