‘Can’t you trust me a little?’ His touch sent shivers running through her, but Melusine did not withdraw her hand. But it was only when that damned scoundrel nearly spitted you in the chapel—’ He broke off and, to her intense satisfaction she saw he was not as much in command of himself as he would have her believe. Here Marvel, the executioner, who was in attendance, was commanded by Wild to tie his thumbs together, which he did with whipcord so tightly, that the string cut to the bone. Then she went back and mixed up the sheets in a search for particular passages. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. I hated the stuff. ‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door. In a moment he was beside her. Kneebone made no effort to check the unreasonable merriment of his companions, but rather seemed to encourage it. “I have no wish,” he said, “to altogether ignore the fact that you are my wife’s sister, and have therefore a certain claim upon me.
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