’ Gerald dropped down to join her just as her hand came up, clutching the handle. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own.
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