Melusine saw fire in his eyes and a streak of heat rushed through her to match it. She would never again be lonely. These were the Master's body-guard. " The Wastrel advanced. He was walking listlessly along, well-dressed, debonnair, good-looking. She hoped the lights would become hot enough to melt her into the floor. She was lamentably without comparisons; such few young men as she had seen—white men—had been on the beach, pitiful and terrible objects. It was easy to discover that he was a knave, but equally easy to perceive that he was a pleasant fellow; a combination of qualities by no means of rare occurrence. The lad hesitated. Sheppard, smiling through her tears.
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