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’ Kimble gaped at her and Melusine struggled to pull herself out of the shock. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. What she admired in her man was his resolute defense of his opinions. ‘Caught in the act by myself and Major Gerald Alderley only last week. “Are you feeling okay?” “Just fine. ‘Indeed?’ Gerald grinned. “The young lady, I presume, told you that her name was Anna,” he remarked. She answered weakly, “I’m fine, John. “That is where I got confused,” he said. And then you go—and half throttle me. ‘Got you!’ ‘You!’ Stunned, Melusine moved quickly away from the tell-tale bookshelf.

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