At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it. Too damned chickenhearted to confess to me he’d run off with the woman. Pity you aren’t under my command. In the bad light he looked at once military and sentimental and studious, like one of Ouida’s guardsmen revised by Mr. Sheppard remained dissolved in tears. His throat filled; he wanted to weep.
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