” He glared at Martin. ‘Who in the name of heaven is this Leonardo? And why did he kiss you?’ ‘He was an Italian soldier, and he wanted to kiss me,’ Melusine said, goaded. . But on arriving in the tattered saloon where he and Melusine had hidden, a shock awaited Gerald. I HAD to. She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. Filled as he was with conflicting emotions, any stretch of silence would be dangerous. I'll tell you what. I made a wrong choice, it seems—but my voice remains.
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