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‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. I love you more. It shall be your wedding ring. ‘Come on. He closed the door. ‘—without telling her why,’ he finished, ignoring the interjection. She knew, or guessed his mission too, for more than once their eyes met, and she laughed mockingly at him. She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror. . ’ Chapter Six Creeping along the dark narrow passage, with lantern held well ahead to keep her step steady on the uneven stones—and to warn her of the advent of rats— Melusine kept her long petticoats fastidiously clear of the dirt with an efficient hand, a habit she had learned in the convent. ‘It’s a pretty name.
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