And for me there is only one treasure-house. ‘From the convent, where else?’ ‘It does not strike me that you can possibly have been in a convent. It comes over the mountains, Anna, pink darkening into orange red, everywhere a wonderful cloud sea, scintillating with colour. “Where are they?” She looked around. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. ‘You’ll come with us and get yourself safe back home to your convent, understand?’ ‘But wait,’ begged Melusine, hanging back. “Thank you, ma’am.
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