She thought me— filthy. ’ ‘But—’ ‘Do not argue with me, but go at once,’ ordered Melusine swiftly, taking a high tone intended to subdue the independent spirit Kimble had lately shown himself to possess. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed. And pouring the contents of a small powderflask into a bumper of brandy, he tendered him the mixture. 1. ’ Gerald suppressed a grin.
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