He folded the garments carefully and replaced them on the chair. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue. ‘What’s wrong, miss? Ain’t I done right?’ Melusine’s mind was reeling, but she reached out and seized his wrist. Then the lady smiled and her radiance, even in the darkness, warmed Gerald unexpectedly. “I’m d——d if I understand this,” he said thoughtfully. But he tells them that I am a spy.
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