Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. He walked across the Park and called upon his sister. They took their places at a distant table. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. ‘Why?’ ‘Why take me to France? Why trouble himself with me, when so easily he could leave me to this Monsieur Remenham to keep?’ To Melusine’s instant suspicion, Martha bit her lip, drew a breath, and avoided her charge’s gaze. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. “He’s got almost to like it.
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