He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his
fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although
she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself
fragments of an old French song. "You remember that starling, Sir Rowland," he said maliciously, "and what
occurred on it, twelve years ago?"
"Too well," answered the knight, frowning. She unlaced his pants and slid them down his hips,
examining him as he stood before her naked. How she needed him!
Next moment, she had wrenched open the door, and was confronting her
guard. Now then, missie—’
‘Bon,’ said Melusine, interrupting him without ceremony, and paying no
attention to the muskets that were pointing at her from two directions. "Perhaps he means well.
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