‘What?’ ‘Nothing,’ snapped Roding, with an odd look at his bride to be that Gerald could not interpret. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. ‘You will keep yourself utterly quiet,’ he instructed, a growl in her ear as they headed for the door. Ah Coom. She saw herself in very much Vivie’s position—managing something.
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