The business of serving gave Gerald a few moment’s grace, for he was dubious about the effect on an elderly female, not in the best of health, of raking up old memories. My only love is for my poor lost son. “He couldn’t look me in the face and say it,” said Ann Veronica. This was not the sort of confession which he had been expecting. ’ He turned to Melusine, ignoring the indignant protest that greeted his words. Her head dangled unnaturally for an instant, unleashed from its moorings, then sank to join her husband’s on the floor. I think she might be up to something.
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