‘Very clever, Mademoiselle Melusine. He had been ill; no matter about that: he recollected every thought that had led up to it and every act that had consummated the deed. “Yes,” she answered, looking away. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. At first she thought he was endeavouring to rid himself of the fleas, but after a time she came to understand that the muck had healing qualities and soothed the burning scratches made by his claws.
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