Peste, where was her handkerchief? She remembered then that it had been lost in the struggle with Gerald. He grabbed her wrist and prised the weapon from her fingers, ignoring her other hand that clawed at his to try to retain the trophy. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. Then he stood up and hailed a fiacre. “We will take it then,” he said, “that you have refused or ignored one request I have made you this morning. As for loving you, I do. ’ Gerald could not resist.
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