Michelle was laid onto the back seat, her head cradled in Lucy’s lap. It seemed as if all the precautions previously taken were here accumulated. Arrived at the secret door, she grasped the lever that opened it and placed the lantern on the floor. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. ‘Open the door, fool!’ Then he had Melusine by the shoulders and was hustling her into the hackney. It made her hungry. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. “Why—it’s—it’s you!” Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech.
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