’ ‘Aye, sir,’ Kimble said at once, and took up his stance at the bottom of the stairs as Gerald dragged Melusine up them. But he was destined to have every tide of feeling awakened—every wound opened. “Who are you—Annabel Pellissier or her ghost?” Anna laughed. “Dear husband,” she murmured.
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