Melusine was loath to admit how much more lonely since Gerald chose not to visit her. I’m not a lovesick boy. It was free of leering men, unthinkable punishments, and human evil. “Tell him that he is mad. It’s one of our conventional superstitions. Her back stiffened. ’ You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. Did I not say so, Hilary?’ Melusine’s glance shot across to the newcomer, and found a petite blonde standing there, very fashionably attired in a velvet mantel over an apple-green robe, the furred hood framing a face alive with mischief.
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