‘Leonardo again,’ he growled. ‘Of course. A familiar ache of wanting made itself more insistent in her belly. At the thought of the major, her tears redoubled and she was obliged to rip off a piece from the remnants of her already maltreated underpetticoats with which to blow her nose and soak the damp from her cheeks. But I believe that Mr. ‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’ ‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth in paragraph 1. She whipped round suddenly, and discovered the woman wedged into the corner by the window, keeping out of the way. Good riddance.
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