‘If the boy had sense enough to send word to Gerald as he was told to do, then God be praised!’ ‘Parbleu,’ broke from Melusine, as she turned on him instead. I don’t want you to talk to me now. ’ Gerald raised his brows. ’ ‘Don’t you dare. I like the way you shared it. Melusine got to her feet and, tucking her shoulder under his arm on the uninjured side, put her arm about him to hold his waist, and thus contrived to take most of his weight. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. Not a word passed between them.
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