I am glad
you found me. . ’
‘The what, miss?’ asked Kimble, frowning. Following him, and acting out of instinct rather than intent, Melusine took a firm
grasp of the gilt frame with both hands, lifted it high in the air and, with a
shrieking curse, brought it down hard. They
were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. He
knew she was out there, he could feel it. He pressed his lips to her with a much greater force
than she had anticipated. “A ballot-box, you know,” he said, “is very largely just a box. \"Okay, all right, no better time than the
present. You
couldn’t help it. ”
She knelt upon the floor of her cell and clasped her hands, and remained for a
long time in silence. ‘And what the devil do you mean by demanding that I wait on you here? D’you
think I haven’t enough to do handling that caper-witted female’s affairs, without
dancing attendance on you?’
‘Don’t be cross,’ begged Lucilla, much to Melusine’s disgust.
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