“You remind me of a little blue stone I had once. ‘Why?’ ‘Why take me to France? Why trouble himself with me, when so easily he could leave me to this Monsieur Remenham to keep?’ To Melusine’s instant suspicion, Martha bit her lip, drew a breath, and avoided her charge’s gaze. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest.
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