She came to spend hours with the bastard children that the women brought, dressing and feeding the tiny ones, inventing games for the older ones. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. “Eight, Cavendish Square. ’ ‘Pah!’ scoffed Melusine. She listened with growing apprehension to the tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced years.
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