A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of warmth. He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers. Yet she took with her an uneasy consciousness that in this affair might lie the germs of future trouble. Her heart in her mouth, hoping against hope, Melusine made her way back to where she had left the boy. "Why do you laugh?" he asked.
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