‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. The rooks were cawing amid the boughs, and all nature appeared awaking to happiness. There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. The day was warm even under an overcast sky and Hilary, uncomfortable, shifted his weight. 235 “No, I think she’s out sick with a throat infection. ’ The door closed behind them both and Gerald was alone with Melusine. His expression became pained. My garden-close would be a better thing than that.
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