Vite, I pray you. I love my husband. ’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. ‘How in God’s name did the wretched fellow get in then?’ ‘Dug a tunnel?’ suggested Gerald, halting next to a pair of French windows at the front. Melusine feigned a displeased frown. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched.
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