If it wasn’t for the fear that after all—but we won’t think of
that. . And yet—I love you. She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly
limited. ’
‘You mean monsieur le baron, the General Charvill, my grandfather?’
Melusine laid aside on the table the letter she had been studying and turned so
that the frame of her nun’s wimple no longer obscured her view. \" She said,
bashful. Her straight strawberry
blonde hair was exactly Cathy’s. The rich, heavy
food sat in her stomach like so many soft pebbles. Didn’t I say that this whole
business of your camping in Remenham House was the one aspect I could not
puzzle out?’
‘You are very clever, monsieur Gérard,’ she conceded, although Gerald was
amused by the grudging note, ‘but in truth it is not yet my house. ‘I told you I could
handle her. Drink for him had a queer phase. ”
Lucy spoke up, “We used to call that ‘playing the
coquette’.
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