The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. ‘There’s a surgeon on his way, and my men are under orders to do whatever is needful. I needn't tell you to tread carefully. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. Winds returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not bloom. ‘You seem to understand the gentry very well. ’ ‘Very well, Melusine, you win,’ Gerald said unguardedly, and dug his hand into his pocket. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her.
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