When she awoke, she felt sick, her mouth still salty with blood. One with the appearance of a bald little gnome yawned agonizingly. “That’s the point. ‘Parbleu, the bullet is still inside you,’ Melusine guessed, remembering how the Mother Abbess had diagnosed Leonardo’s suffering when he had first come to the convent. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. Earles said, with a resigned sigh, “but I shall rely upon you to stick to me so long as I do the right thing by you. Abruptly, Gerald turned.
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