‘Why don’t you?’ Melusine frowned at him, grasping the dagger more firmly. Once inside, he looked around, worried that his parents would suddenly cancel their trip and return home. ’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. Only an undermaid I was then. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. Alas! that the punishment of his offences should fall on her head.
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