Let me lie in Willesden churchyard. ’ ‘I have English a little,’ the girl offered, her voice shaking as she essayed a smile and sank into a curtsy. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. I sha’n’t care a rap if we can never marry. The truth at once flashed across his mind. Who she is I have not discovered, but she is masquerading as Melusine, and for all I know, is not even married to the man who calls himself Valade. But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. Sir John saw it, and was flattered.
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