She felt anger at Sebastian, anger at the thrill that she felt in her loins upon seeing him, anger at herself for never having the courage to end her own life. He was the Napoleon of knavery, and established an uncontrolled empire over all the practitioners of crime. A woman may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake. It is not possible for us to be on friendly terms with a young man who has been seen in a public place, having supper alone with your sister after midnight. ‘Who in the name of heaven is this Leonardo? And why did he kiss you?’ ‘He was an Italian soldier, and he wanted to kiss me,’ Melusine said, goaded. “I want to have no distractions. This was good.
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