‘Your wife?’
‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. She wondered if the second part
would overcome his objections? Several times the words had rushed to her
tongue, to find her tongue paralysed. ‘Do not smile at me and try to make me not angry any more,’ Melusine
warned, ‘for I am very angry indeed with you. ”
She glanced into his blue eyes wearily. “You poor little girl!” he cried. You don’t know what
you’re saying, and I hope you never will. I'll bet you haven't given her a bucket of paint in three years. "
"All right. "
She departed reluctantly. I’ve been wondering where
she got her dogged will, and that hot-headed adventurous spirit, for it wasn’t
from either Mary or Nicholas, that’s sure.
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