’ ‘I don’t know,’ confessed Gerald. Then he was surrounded by black-clad nuns, and Melusine felt an unknown hand grab away her own sword. It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself.
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