“Dear husband,” she murmured. “You remind me of the story which they tell against us over here, you know—of the Englishman who refused to be saved from drowning because he was unacquainted with his rescuer. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. ’ ‘Then why,’ demanded Melusine, ‘did you do it?’ Gerald closed his eyes. ” 240 “Then I’ll wait for you. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. Profoundly.
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