His attention was focused on Melusine’s transfixed stare and he forgot to say any of the things he had planned to say. And it’s no good pretending there is one when there isn’t. I am quite clear about this. From then on he was Ruth's dog. Even now I do not understand. Clotilde rushed out of the house, carrying her boy and tugging her girl by the ear. She went across to the little window again, her back to Melusine. A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but without any name or date.
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