FOREWORD Forever Fifteen was born of a dream I had in 2002, a dream that was part nightmare. As Leonardo had himself pronounced, who better than a mountebank to teach of the perils awaiting the unwary? Who better than a wastrel to demonstrate the worth of thrift? And who could instruct better in the matter of affections than one who had thrown them away? ‘If he had loved me,’ she said, in the flat tone she had learned to use to conceal her vulnerable heart, ‘he would have left me at Remenham House to live a life of an English lady. The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. We want to celebrate, and we want you to help us. ’ Melusine turned, an irrepressible giggle escaping her lips as she thought of the Mother Abbess in the convent at Blaye. He gave her silence in return. "Now, Sir, I'll trouble you for your coat. " "You shall have all I have about me," replied Darrell. " "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise.
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