She and Courtlaw drove homewards together. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. ” “Eh?” “I’ve forgotten something. In your heart you know very well that this is absurd. How did you meet him?’ ‘He was wounded and came to the convent for sanctuary,’ Melusine told him, stung by his criticism into revealing more than she had intended. He saw the expression on the girl's face and understood what it signified, that it was the reflected pattern of his own.
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