"He's a base, deceitful, tyrannical, hoary-headed libertine—that's what he is. \"Do not tell me that you have not asked her yet, fool, or I will be forced to dump the rest of that soda over your head. A pity you did not think to tell me that part of the tale at the outset. " With this, he attacked her vigorously in his turn. Nothing has been touched since. I don’t understand the workings of a gentleman’s mind. " "It wasn't the fumes of whisky that toppled him out of his chair. Wanted her out of the way because he had been afraid of her, afraid of himself! He, at fifty-four! Then into this void poured a flaming anger, a blind and unreasoning anger. A shiver slid down inside her. ‘No, Melusine.
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