I’ve made up my mind. Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it. He was draining a glass, and as he set it down he shuddered. ’ ‘We are not all of us so empty-headed, Melusine,’ pleaded Miss Froxfield. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. ‘Who the devil is Leonardo?’ demanded Roding impatiently, asking the question that had leapt into the major’s mind. Her heels made contact with Rhea’s knees and hobbled her with a crack. Anna glanced into her sister’s face, and rose to her feet.
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