’ Again, Melusine did not waste words. The Widgett mental furniture was perhaps worn and shabby, but there it was before you, undisguised, fading visibly in an almost pitiless sunlight. Seventeen hours, sixteen hours. She detected that the young officer’s shoulders tensed whenever she moved in the back of his 94 car. He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains.
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