And now she had sent Jack away. ’ ‘Think Valade will come back here then?’ ‘Melusine thinks so,’ Gerald said, pausing at the top of the stairs. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. “You must pack for me. What matters it? My servant, he is wounded—and by a Frenchman, if you wish to make an arrest. ’ ‘His daughter, ma’am?’ Gerald asked. “I’m still inside you. He reminds me of a slave I once had in Rome with those sullen dark eyes and that wistful pout. “Do not force me to take you seriously,” she continued. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. Certain of my prey, I can afford to wait for it. Come in! Come in, do. So far it had been plain sailing, and it had seemed fairly evident to go on: “I find it very difficult to answer your letter.
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