’ He clenched his fists and grew red in the face. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him. She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. At last she was roused. He looked about for his hat, and put it on. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue. He then made off. Melusine dashed them away, but they kept on coming.
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