“You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately. ‘Where is Gérard?’ ‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly. He looked distant, irritated. ” “You shall not need either,” Brendon said grimly. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. The air might be cool, but half an hour without head-gear was an invitation to sunstroke. “Did you ever see women so weary-looking and so dowdy? They do not talk.
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