I’ve loved
her for two years, I love her now. ’
Melusine shrugged. ’
Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. "Well," she said, as they reached the hotel portal, "what is your advice?"
"Would you follow it?"
"Probably not. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. How the deuce, though, am I going to account for her? People will be
asking questions when they see her; and if I tell the truth, they'll start to snubbing
her. A
woman isn’t much freer—in reality. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and
entered the front room by the wide-open window. ‘I do not wish to be like him, but it is entirely reasonable
that it should be so. He kissed her deeply and hungrily. She possessed
what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of
breeding. The spirit of disaffection was busy throughout the kingdom. ’
Too late he saw his error.
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