’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her. He, next cautiously tried the door, but found it fastened inside. ’ Melusine edged a little away from the portrait. Trenchard glanced at the document. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean.
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