‘It needs not that you tell me. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. Or, if you were about to embark upon a nautical career, here was all the information required. ‘Jacques!’ Melusine dropped to her haunches beside his inert form, feeling for the wound. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. Yet an indiscriminating, wrong-headed world gave such fellows all sorts of distinctions. My feelings overpower me.
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