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She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. I've destroyed my only chance. But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes. Sheppard. Ramage seemed always fencing about the forbidden topic, probing for openings, and she wondered why she did not give him them. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled up too. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. “What the devil are you doing star-gazing here?” Ennison looked at him in surprise. ‘What’s wrong, miss? Ain’t I done right?’ Melusine’s mind was reeling, but she reached out and seized his wrist. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. Perhaps Gerald was not as clothheaded as he had thought. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a faint shudder stir her shoulders.
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