She wanted to be on with the show. ’ ‘It’s not that,’ the nun said urgently, ‘but I’ve remembered something important. Tell me a story—with apple-blossoms in it—about people who are happy. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. ‘Who in the name of heaven is this Leonardo? And why did he kiss you?’ ‘He was an Italian soldier, and he wanted to kiss me,’ Melusine said, goaded.
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