‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. ’ ‘That is what you thought of me. “I know nothing about your wife. An ill-lined purse is a poor recompense for the risk I have run. But, no. . ’ ‘And you believe her?’ asked Lucilla, raising her brows.
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