"Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut. She helped him take it off. ’ Melusine looked from his coarse red features to the pistol, and froze inside as she recognised his intention. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall.
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