” “Then perhaps,” she answered, with a new coldness in her tone, “perhaps I really do not care. ’ A sudden thought brought a frown to her brow. ‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald abruptly and he braced for the onslaught. Rather would I have gone with Leonardo—and he wished me to do so. It was the beginning of June. I spent my fair share of time in the closet. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. ‘Typical.
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