Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. His shoulders were bent, his face was furrowed with wrinkles. ‘Jacques, are you dead? Jacques, do you hear me?’ Melusine put her cheek to his lips, and felt the faint warmth of his breath. Sorry to be so nosy.
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