“I have never yet met a man whose intellect I could respect. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. Her heart in her mouth, hoping against hope, Melusine made her way back to where she had left the boy. " He did not pause to consider how she had learned that he had imagination; he comprehended only the direct challenge. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. She took a few of his things before she scanned the area.
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