Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. "The Dutchman was right, after all. He looked down and met them. He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. Impressed with this idea, he paused for a moment to listen. “I am sorry for the way I acted, Lucy. But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation.
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