“I think you are getting to
understand me better. On reflection, it occurred to him that he might, perhaps, be able to loosen the
iron fillet; a notion no sooner conceived than executed. Closing the door, Jonathan next produced his
lantern, and, hastening towards the window, undrew a bolt by which it was
fastened. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. Now let us forget it. ‘What in God’s name is going on?’
Glancing swiftly towards the doorway, Gerald saw his friend’s disbelieving
face and burst out, speaking over the top of Melusine as she made another grab
for the little square of linen. I hope that you did not
permit her to feed?”
“But I did! I did!” She sobbed. But the love of life
prevailed over his fears. ‘Parbleu, the bullet is still inside you,’ Melusine guessed, remembering how
the Mother Abbess had diagnosed Leonardo’s suffering when he had first come
to the convent.
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