. He heard Melusine cry out, but his attention was all for the nick he had made in her neck. Melusine made no reply. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. Jack attacked Jonathan with such fury, that he drove him into a shrubbery, and might perhaps have come off the victor, if his foot had not slipped as he made a desperate lunge. “Can you spare me a moment?” he asked.
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