Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. Men do not understand constancy as women do. Didn’t I say that this whole business of your camping in Remenham House was the one aspect I could not puzzle out?’ ‘You are very clever, monsieur Gérard,’ she conceded, although Gerald was amused by the grudging note, ‘but in truth it is not yet my house. “Must be hard to find a decent violin teacher these days. ‘What am I looking for?’ ‘A miniature. You may enjoy your pride, your arrogance—in a coffin. ’ Her breath tightened and she was obliged to control an inner ferocity. You were content, and I came to thrive on your happiness. ’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile. Her heartbeat quickened. Ramage, I came here—I didn’t suppose for one moment you would dare —” “Nonsense! That is your mistake! You are too intellectual. A slow heavy thumping started up in Melusine’s chest, and she scarcely took in the astonished silence in those present in the room. Priests and princes sought his knowledge of languages and philosophy and wantonly tried to throw themselves into his bed.
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