The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. The room they were in was a sort of closet, with the door locked outside; but this was only a moment's obstacle to Jack, who with a chisel forced back the bolt. What the devil is her name, now we know she isn’t you?’ ‘Yolande,’ supplied Melusine. She lay still for a long time, and her mind resumed at a more tolerable pace. "Yes, sir," said McClintock, as he sat down; "that's South Sea stuff, that yarn of yours.
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