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‘Can’t you trust me a little?’ His touch sent shivers running through her, but Melusine did not withdraw her hand. Mr. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. “I believe so. ‘What was Leonardo to you?’ Melusine was instantly on the defensive. I will give you a broad free life. Instantly seizing it, the young man placed it in the carriage, shut the door, and commanded his servants to drive off. The sidewalk resonated with the pounding of cold rain by the time she left the building. She would meet him upon this ground: he should never be given the slightest hint that she was unhappy. He was wrapped in a laced roquelaure, which he threw off on his entrance into the room. What hotel should she go to? If she told a cabman to drive to an hotel, any hotel, what would he do—or say? He might drive to something dreadfully expensive, and not at all the quiet sort of thing she required. It fell with a clatter to the floor.
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