‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was
Nicholas’s wife, of course. Haven’t I shown you over and over again that I mean you no
harm? What do I have to do?’
‘You can go away and leave me to my affairs,’ she threw at him. The old man Pottiswick, still grumbling, much to Melusine’s disgust, had
gone on his errand to his daughter’s house some two miles distant. ‘How dull it must have been for
you, poor little one. . It was as if the
Devil himself had raped and defiled her mother. He was not there. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a
little shy. She
refrained. ”
Brendon leaned over confidentially. Then it came to her with a shock, as an extraordinary oversight, that she could
never tell Manning about Ramage—never. I
find you an impenetrable enigma.
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