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‘But that is easy. ‘But lay him down. The old-fashioned dress, with its series of ruffles and printed flowers, ballooned treacherously, revealing her well-turned leg in silk stockings, as it snapped against her body as a mould. Any one very badly moved choked down a few mouthfuls; the symptom of supreme distress was not to be able to touch a bit. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. ” She stopped. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. ‘There’s a surgeon on his way, and my men are under orders to do whatever is needful. ‘Can’t you trust me a little?’ His touch sent shivers running through her, but Melusine did not withdraw her hand.
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