The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. ’ Both hands about the butt of her unwieldy pistol, Melusine glared at him. Put your arms around her and tell her you love her. ’ Gerald raised his brows. She turned to Lucilla, a plea in her face. ‘It is nothing at all of the kind.
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