‘Who in the name of heaven is this Leonardo? And why did he kiss you?’ ‘He was an Italian soldier, and he wanted to kiss me,’ Melusine said, goaded. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. “Tell your sister she was right to shoot, quite right.
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