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" "I have. Here's a nosegay for you, my love," she continued, opening her basket, and presenting a fragrant bunch of flowers to Winifred, "if your mother will allow me to give it you. After all, if one could wait twenty years or more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could certainly wait a few more days. ’ ‘Why should I?’ ‘Because I can’t live without you!’ ‘That is your own affair, and—’ Melusine broke off, staring at him, shocked realisation kicking in her gut. ” “You and your father?” Lucy asked. Probably a sick man's whim. ’ He flushed. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. ‘You will like to marry me, yes?’ she pursued. ’ Emile’s eyes blazed. The funeral, it has just been said, took place on that day. ” “No, don’t say that.
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