‘Will you—what was it?—“blow off his head”?’ Melusine eyed her, a little uncertain. At least I rather hoped I might spend my time chasing smugglers, which would have afforded some excitement. ‘Parbleu,’ said Gerald. But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation. She offers me no explanation, permits me absolutely no hope. His arms slipped around her waist as they were on the doorstep and he kissed her lips sweetly. I told him I would bring him to the gallows, and I was as good as my word.
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