Then he
relaxed back a little, and let the weapon dangle from his fingers. “My dear child,” he said, “with me you need have no apprehension. I’ve got no feminine class feeling. Gold-handled, too. Don't be afraid. We have to get them
to let us in for the profits of their business, and in return we ask them to—dinner. Melusine stepped back a pace, her gaze fixed on the vision
before her. Luckily, they were not easily discomposed. He was full of fabulous stories, not just
tales of his own past in Rome but wonderful fables from
the mysterious Orient and the ancient Greeks, old jokes
and yarns that only he remembered.
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