" "My coat, please. ‘This from a man who calls himself my friend. ’ ‘Lady Bicknacre too,’ said Lucilla, a delight in her voice that grated on Melusine. From then until four in the afternoon there was nothing to do—the whole island went to sleep. Cursing under his breath, Gerald moved swiftly across and dragged her away. 1.
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