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My, um,
my curfew. ‘Yes, miss. If I could but——”
To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to
herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in
her throat. And how could I come home—when he
locks me in rooms and all that?”
“I do wish this wasn’t going on,” said Miss Stanley, after a pause. ‘But can you? You don’t know Melusine for Mary Remenham’s daughter, any
more than I do. ‘And it is me you dare accuse? It is yourself
you should arrest. \" She rose to leave the kitchen.
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