She knew the truth of it all right. He lowered himself on to her. He was alone, hatless and without his boots, and he held a wicked-looking French-made duelling pistol, covered in silver and gold— property no doubt, was Melusine’s fleeting thought, of the late vicomte. . “Do you think he’s still around?” She paused thoughtfully. She could still feel his psychic presence all around her, and she knew he was thinking of her.
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