Gerald guessed she was biting her tongue on an explosive retort as she eyed him. She looked at her for a moment fixedly. ‘There is Bernadette, Marie-Thérèse, Marie-Joséphine, Marie-Claire, Henriette—’ Exasperated, Gerald seized her by the shoulders. ‘Do you think I am afraid of a sword in the hand of a slip of a girl?’ For answer, Melusine lunged at him. Neither you nor your mother shall escape me.
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