Melusine did not try to fight her captor, for that would only make him angry. "Where?" she cried. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. His instinct was in the direction of considering his daughters his absolute property, bound to obey him, his to give away or his to keep to be a comfort in his declining years just as he thought fit. . .
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