‘What?’ Roding snapped, coming quickly to tower above the window seat. Pah! Damned Frenchified—’ ‘If you say again,’ threatened Melusine, moving to meet him like a jungle cat poised for the kill, ‘this scorn of a thing French, monsieur le baron, I shall be compelled to give you this apoplexy of which she speaks, madame. You would steal from me then the only man I ever cared a snap of the fingers about. I’m afraid I’m a terribly clumsy fellow. “It sounds too ridiculous.
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