“Go from me, husband!” With a flourish he brought her arms behind her and her body was slammed to the floor. Melusine, used to the stark surroundings of the convent at Blaye, had no complaint to make. He was therefore obliged to use the iron bar, which he did with as much caution as circumstances would permit. "Poor fellow! I'm glad he has escaped. Somebody to whom she would be necessary, who for days would have to depend upon her for the needs of life. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel.
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