“Can you spare me a moment?” he asked. “Who from?” She met his eye for a second and her heart failed her. “Listen,” she said. Mike is a simple guy, but he’ll see through any act of yours. Just as he reached them, the Comte de St Erme drew Valade a little apart and began to converse with him in rapid French. With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. He was in the house with his mother.
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