“You no longer belong to Gianfrancesco. ‘Merci, dieu. Wood obeyed. ’ Gerald opened his eyes at her. “Want one?” Michelle deadpanned. At least, I frustrated her design in calling upon him this morning. Sated, he rolled off her body and retired to his quarters. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night.
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