The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. ‘We was of an age, you see, miss. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. Gerald’s voice came back to her, saying that she could not hope to outwit “a man who means business”. ’ Melusine jumped up, full of new hope, all the earlier clouds vanishing from her horizon.
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