At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. Gerald watched her vanish into the darkness, unusually incensed. Have you been away from Morningside Park?” “I’m not interrupting you?” “You are. He lowered himself on to her. I’m not Gerald, remember. Blueskin might have butchered you and your brat before I'd have lifted a finger to prevent him, if it hadn't suited my purposes to do so, and he hadn't incurred my displeasure.
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