Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. " And then his interest would cease. ’ Noting the twinkle in her great-aunt’s eye, Melusine forebore to comment, grateful to Lucilla for adjuring Captain Roding to give an account of himself. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed. “David,” she said, “you are not a coward, are you?” “I do not know,” he muttered.
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