Peste, where was her handkerchief? She remembered then that it had been lost in the struggle with Gerald. ’ ‘The horse?’ echoed Melusine. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air. "I guessed what was coming. You have betrayed me.
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