“Stupid cow. How did you meet him?’ ‘He was wounded and came to the convent for sanctuary,’ Melusine told him, stung by his criticism into revealing more than she had intended. ’ There was sense in what she said, Melusine was obliged to concede. McClintock could not browbeat him, storm as he might. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. Her stifled misery had betrayed her. But for a long time, anyhow, we lovers have to be as if we were no more than friends. . ’ ‘Certainly he is not a friend,’ Melusine agreed, ‘but he has gone, after all. ’ ‘Indeed? Interesting.
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